Hypo Negative

Prod. tuMaggz x 6th$ithlord

HHM x $G

https://soundcloud.com/mvkotsunami
https://soundcloud.com/warlordcolossus
https://soundcloud.com/thadarksaiyan
https://soundcloud.com/6thsithlord

Coke Drip (feat. Mvko, Warlord Colossus, Tha Dark $aiyan & 6th$ithlord)

2022 Deathgaurd Mob, Written and preformed by 6a6ayaga
Production by Yung Venxm, Netuh, and Heks Guest Preformances from Seira666, and Fxckjamie
Mixing and Mastering by Fxckjamie Art Direction by 6a6ayaga

Mob Ties (feat. Seira666) [prod. Netuh]

written & performed by @blckbrds & @gullyspit
produced by @zyllerbeats
engineered by @tumaggz & @gullyspit
cover by Blckbrd

LAWN w/ Gullyspit

Prod. TuMaggz

LYRICS:
(TuMaggz)
Shorty finna ride on dis dick
What’s all that commotion 
All this motion makes me sick
Like subs in the ocean
One thing wrong it goes to shit
Something like a viper
With this venom that I spit
Damn 

Though alive 
Dead inside 
Crucified 
Full of pride
Euthanized 
Maggot to a fly
Only few decide
What is right
What is wrong 
Black suit and ties
Really cryptic how I flip it my nigga
They superstitious how I’m whippin up figures
Triggas moving back and forth just like Tigga
Christopher Robin my pockets on piglet
You bitch ass niggas ain’t on shit
Be honest
I be staying out the way avoiding the nonsense 
Hope I keep on making all this money off adsense
I used to be a hoodlum so I’m rapping in pastense
Abandon the ship cuz there’s snakes in the keel
Better watch yo footing cuz I’m coming for heels
Capturing some footy while I’m rolling on wheels
Break my body tryna backflip on stage like Jeleel
That’s how I feel

(JMattson)
Bitch I fucking love it when they run
All black when we pull up like some mothafuckin nuns
And I brought the cola for the mothafuckin rum
Rockets like Kelowna if we pull em then you done
What have I become 
Bitch I’m numb hoe
I’m aboutta shoot it through the front door
Kinda wanna take another bump hoe
Feelin like I’m fiendin when I run low 
My lungs filled with blunt smoke
Fuck around and find out where the blood go
When a mufucka get cut throat I disrespect you the upmost 

(TuMaggz)
Shorty finna ride on dis dick
What’s all that commotion 
All this motion makes me sick
Like subs in the ocean
One thing wrong it goes to shit
Something like a viper
With this venom that I spit
Damn

TuMaggz x JMattson - DELTA

MOBBS RADICAL x THE FALLEN KING x NOTIONS x MVKO- FXCK Y0U(PROD. ALYCE)

Chasing Ghosts

I miss you

Da Vinci

Prod. tuMaggz

Lyrics:

Back on the grid 
Getting clicks from right here to Madrid 
Aiming for planets no Pluto 
Chopping these rappers it’s swift like it’s Judo 
Ain’t no kudos nigga quit with that chatter 
I’m racking up rounds bet they’ll find your wig splattered 
None of your hate towards me has ever mattered 
In fact it just keeps me in 
What?
What?
What?
Check dawg I’m flattered 
Oh this your bitch you can have her back
Worked that ass bout had a heart attack 
Reach in the pack for the Mac
Ain’t got no cash from this shit but it’s coming 
Spitting out razors you niggas is mumbling
Lend me your ear we got something in common 
Both of us breathing we both gotta eat but I’m taking the food out your mouth if you blink 
Post up with a bat on your street
Where they at now six feet 
Fuckin' with it put it on repeat 
Post up with a bat on your street
Where they at now six feet 
Fuckin' with it put it on repeat 
Word around town 
Your whole crew flunked and went back where you came 
HHM untouchable you can’t say the same
Most you niggas are lame 
We impalas no tame
Maggz is more than insane 
All his niggas deranged 
When I dip vanish quick like Dr. Strange 
Thanos with the fists bitch I’m breaking your face
Throw your body in the river I ain’t leaving a trace 
Foots holding down the gas now I’m ready to race 
Throwing back bananas cuz I’m in the first place
Leave you shell shocked Koopa smacking your face 
You the type of bitches pulling up with mace 
Talking like he’s Rambo but his real name's Chase 
Y’all niggas really sweet like peach in the booth 
Flashing big straps but we all know the truth 
Following close behind me like you got something to prove 
But when I get up in your face you go ghost like Boo
I pull the strap on your kinfolk 
I pull the strap on your people 
I pull the strap
I pull the strap
I pull the strap

KRATO$

Prod: https://soundcloud.com/ocdbzicca

Lyrics:

Who’s dat boy there zombie walking out da fog 
Razor sharp smile snarling like a fucking dog 
Shit it’s Maggz straight out da crypt equipped with body bags 
Ain’t no telling when I’m gonna seek you out when I’m coming you’ll hear these chains drag 

Got a bitch
Dipped in gold
On my side like R2D2
Twisted metal black
I’m throwing napalm but I ain’t no Sweetooth
Rapping bout your feelings 
Like a beta that’s the sad truth 
Think your shits untouchable 
When no one even hears you 
Boy 
You delusional 
Don’t let it confuse you though 
Really want to cop these tags 
But your tracks are unsuitable 
Once you hear my words they’re in your head
They’re unremoveable   
Make your death look beautiful 
My sins are inexcusable 
Grab the sigma pull it back
Gave your ass a heart attack 
Never let a bitch get close and
Knock me off my fucking track 
I think you rappers are silly 
Talking dem millys 
Talking bout designer shit 
We see you shopping at Tilly’s dats

Two pigs down 
Maggz not satisfied with those numerals
Pulling up with masks and rags
Drop tear gas at the funeral 
You can’t step to me your weak as fuck
That’s indisputable 
Do it all myself no leasing beats don’t need your studio 

Who’s dat boy there zombie walking out da fog 
Razor sharp smile snarling like a fucking dog 
Shit it’s Maggz coming up out da crypt equipped with body bags 
Ain’t no telling when I’m gonna seek you out when I’m coming you’ll hear my chains drag

Demon Maggz (Prod. OCD Bzicca)

Prod. tuMaggz

Lyrics:

I don’t wanna wake afraid no more
I don’t wanna see my friends cry 
While we fucked up
I don’t wanna feel the pain no more 
I don’t wanna walk outside thinking if I’m ever gonna make it back through my front door
Rock a fake smile 
Never let you in 
I’m alive but my hearts broken on the floor 
I don’t wanna know what’s left in store 

Thinking bout praying but god doesn’t answer me 
When I’m lowest my high seems so out of reach 
All these feelings are colors that they cannot see
That's why I stay high cuz numb is the way to be 
All of these thoughts in my head are what’s shaping me
Think that I’m crazy
Anything but lazy the constance does nothing but help 
No one can help me rely on myself 
Always have, always will
I don’t pop no pills
I don’t crack no seals
I don’t sign no deals 
Boujee bitch rocking heels 
Mansion party in the hills 
Somehow paying all my bills 
Shout out all my fuckin lil’s
Now I jump in the ride
Four deep inside 
Heading to Seattle for the weekend cuz it’s live
Having a good time 
Killing time with some rhymes 
Could have chose to spend my time back in walla commiting crimes
Instead I’m cooking beats with the team chasing dimes 
Since days as a young jit I’ve valued my privacy
Remember my first hit that kush sparked a light in me
All of these try hards I’m who they inspire to be 
Wish I could reason why she had to lie to me

Shorty rang my phone but I can’t pick up
Say I’m too busy I just made that shit up
Said I had feelings sorry for the mix up 
What I meant by feelings is I like the hook up 
Now she’s all alone in the dark shook up
Let her guard down for me now she’s all fucked up
Shorties in the past have my ways corrupt 
Imma fill my cup will you wish me luck?

I don’t wanna wake afraid no more
I don’t wanna see my friends cry 
While we fucked up
I don’t wanna feel the pain no more 
I don’t wanna walk outside thinking if I’m ever gonna make it back through my front door
Rock a fake smile 
Never let you in 
I’m alive but my hearts broken on the floor 
I don’t wanna know what’s left in store 
For us

Maybeck

Prod. tuMaggz

Lyrics:

Blade on my wrist above the sink
I’ve seen it vanish in a blink
I’m losing sleep I cannot think 
I’ve lost myself I’m on the brink
I’m losing blood 

Left that boy bleeding ran off with his camera
I’m gone in a flash abracadabra 
Whole team on the come up y’all going out sad bruh 
That’s why your punk ass is mad huh 
Really feel like Da Vinci while smearing the blood my enemies upon the walls of cathedrals
God isn’t here there’s no saving your people 
I’m watching you with my third eye through the keyhole
I keep it straight to the point like a needle 
No comply stay on the grind why you Feeble 
You boys all still Weedles I sting like I’m Beedrill
I’m ridding your kind of existence like measles 
Nails in my Patek lost track of the time
Your bitch hit my line, your main is a dime
She’s wet at the sound of my voice when I rhyme 
She’s sucking down dick like it’s lemon and lime

Feel like dying
Feel like crying out
Oh no
Feel like dying
Feel like crying out

Bells & Whistles (feat. Mobbs Radical)

Prod. tuMaggz

Lyrics:

Wrap that fucking swisher up don’t let it run once it get to burning
Drank too many steel reserves 
I’m drunk now but my stomach churning 
Bitch I’m out here working and learning 
You simply undeserving 
Feel the blue light burning my eyes
Pressing keys ‘til my fingers hurting 
Pussy boy writing poems in his tablet 
But what happens when Maggz come and snatch it
Most these mother fuckers got more problems than a math quiz
Word around's I’m the wiz with the hat tricks 
No one wanna pay but they all wanna eat 
I don’t give a fuck about your words on the beat unless I’m feeling it 
To be honest I ain’t even hearing it
All I hear is make believe I’m steady steering clear of it

Nobody likes me 
Only wanna use me
Thought I’d need a limousine 
But swapped it for a two seater
Always keep bout two heaters 
On me at all times 
Need a beat I got you
But I don’t fuck with your mediocre rhymes  
I’m simply not impressed by punchlines 
Give me something real
Give me something I can really fucking feel
I don’t wanna hear you squeal like a tire 
Making music for the heal is my desire 
I’m broke as fuck ain’t  rocking no designer 
I keep it a hunnid I’m not a fan of eyeliner bitch 
What’s up
What’s up
You a pup we the hellhounds niggas simply can’t catch up

Is It Chill If I Chill Here?

Music Video : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jAh5tvNLuyU
Music Video Shot by: @king.zabb

AK3K SOCIAL MEDIA: @BLUNTEDPHARAOH
NETUH SOCIAL MEDIA: @NETUHBEATS

Bells & Whistles (feat. Mobbs Radical)

TuMaggz

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