Spelled

[Verse 1]
You won't move
You just flex
Who you tryna cross
Who you finna check
It can't be us
Adrenaline rush
That's what a nigga feel
When an opp tries to run
Shit in the hood because
We know we is bout
To get understood
Them boys think they raw
Fry them up in lard
You just turned these choppas on
These bitches bussin' hard
Send yo spirit far past
The mothafuckin stars
The rap game's just my child
A nigga known for raising bars
As soon as you droppin dimes
Your systems are being unraveled
Letting all these pellets travel
Body slapping the gravel
Judges let walk by the
Last impact of the gavel
Dogs free to eat
Violence overheat
Niggas think it's sweet
Til they tongue get snipped out
Or get hit by a round from multiple
Of them pummelin' in they crown

[Hook]
Pop
Run
Shots
Blood
Mob
Guns
Wars
Won
Pop
Run
Shots
Blood
Mob
Guns
Wars
Won

[Verse 3]
This life that we livin'
Getting fucked so hard
She getting pinned
To the ceiling
Bacteria infects
Destroying the penicillin
To every enemy
Killing you is thrilling
If wanna play dirty we
Gon smother you in mud
Mop him off the floor
When the hammer go thud
Blood death gore
If you wanna get it popping
Then the gang gon get to bombing
And have all you niggas dropping
'Til you begging us to stop it

[Hook]
Pop
Run
Shots
Blood
Mob
Guns
Wars
Won
Pop
Run
Shots
Blood
Mob
Guns
Wars
Won
Pop
Run
Shots
Blood
Mob
Guns
Wars
Won
Pop
Run
Shots
Blood
Mob
Guns
Wars
Won

Wolf Bat

Be That Far

[Intro]
You gotta get with it
Or you gotta get lost
A real nigga gon
Muthafuckin' be a boss
And he ain't gon let nobody tell him
How to get this muthafuckin' money across
All y'all bitches just rats
And just want that cheese
But if a muthafucka like me
Set a trap and have you
Begging on yo knees
You gon muthafuckin'
Be pleased to know
That you gon have mo'
Than you ever thought B4o
You gotta get this muthafuckin' paper baby
You gotta get with a real nigga who a playa
You gotta get that muthafuckin' uh-uh-uh
Cheese, that cheddar, that fetti, that muenster
I'm just muthafuckin' getting in this function
I already know what it is baby!
You know I ain't gon muthafuckin'
Be havin' niggas talking to me all crazy
We gon get to dumpin'
Yeah

[Chorus]
Jiggle that ass bitch
Who is that lil ho?
We get the cash bitch
So move it around
Or move on
Show all of these hoes
You is a pro
Jiggle that ass bitch
Who is that lil ho?
We get the cash bitch
So move it around
Or move on
Show all of your haters
Who right and who wrong
Jiggle that ass bitch
Who is that lil ho?
We get the cash bitch
So move it around
Or move on
Show all of your haters
Who right and who wrong

[Verse 1]
Girl
How do it look in a thong
Hop with it like when
The club play song
Hot Damn
She's fine
A dime
Divine
Top notch prime
Baby don't mind
That her nigga do crime
Dating ain't nothing
To her but a grind
You too broke to fuck with her
So don't waste your breath
She only fuck with
Real niggas who step
She's in touch with men
That'll put you to death
Gang gang yeah yeah and
Her specialty is theft
You better treat her right
Or you is gettin' left

[Chorus]
Jiggle that ass bitch
Who is that lil ho?
We get the cash bitch
So move it around
Or move on
Show all of these hoes
You is a pro
Jiggle that ass bitch
Who is that lil ho?
We get the cash bitch
So move it around
Or move on
Show all of your haters
Who right and who wrong
Jiggle that ass bitch
Who is that lil ho?
We get the cash bitch
So move it around
Or move on
Show all of these hoes
In here you is a pro
Jiggle that ass bitch
Who is that lil ho?
We get the cash bitch
So move it around
Or move on
Show all of your haters
Who right and who wrong

[Verse 2]
Make it
Take it
Shake it
Bake it
Ain't it
Amazing
The way that it's cakin'
Is makin' a nigga
Go flagrantly brazy
And wanting to taste it
And having him thinkin' bout
Dating and ranging you
Claimin' you
No tamin' you
You moving what made move
And doin' what came to do
And displaying yo pretty truth
To show and prove
To petty hoes
Who bout to win
Who bout to lose
It's them or you
You mesmerizing to the eyes
Now all they pimps
Just wanna choose
They see a jewel
Workin' the stage
Bringing the game
Pleasure and pain
Makin' it rain
Give her a raise
Makin' em stare
Gettin' you paid
War and love
All is fair
Give it to yo bank
Or a mani/pedi
And new hair

Bitches...

[Outro]
I always gotta get paid
I ain't fuckin with none of
You niggas who tryna get
Me off my muthafuckin' game
You tryna get some dough?
Then you gotta hit that corner
If you tryna get some more
Get with somebody like
A nigga who gon
Muthafuckin' make sho'
Everything is already on go
And you know a nigga a pro
Gotta keep it real
Gotta keep it tight
You need a muthafucka like me
Always gotta show his might
Gotta show his iron
Fist up in this bitch
Ya dig?

Jipi

[Intro Skit]
You don't know the gravity
Tell us now
This here
This isn't something new
Fighting the urge for destruction
It is about as hard as fighting the urge for creation
The base of existence being so heavily reliant on
These fundamental urges we are expected to fight
Mysterious way huh?
Judging one another on this, yet
We all have it

[Intro]
You niggas ain't gon get
A-muthafuckin'-way from us
Bitch, you think this shit
Is a muthafuckin' joke?
We'll show you what the fuck
You gon laugh at now
Nigga got that shit right on me!
On me nigga!
Got it nigga!
On me!
Fuck a nigga talkin' bout?!
Yeah ho, yeah!
You dig what's going down?
Fuck y'all!
We got them shits
That'll muthafuckin' drill

[Verse 1]
Poppin' out with bannons
You bitches'll get dismantled
If you fuck with us you handled
Blammers blowing out yo candles
Tryna play both sides of the
Bread will get you sandwiched
Niggas really hoes
That think they muthafuckin' cold
Until we raise the temperature
To torch a fucking nigga's soul
Yeah hoe we bold
Burning blazing blasters explode
To send you below
Pressure paranoia panic pain
By the steel
Afterwards hit the gas
To dash whippin' Twistin' the wheel
The faster that you try to run
The harder we step on yo heels

[Interlude Skit]
*cries of pain*

Skin his face
Chop off his dick
Rip out his heart

[Verse 2]
When it comes to stacking corpses
Bitch you Yamcha I'm Vegeta
Palming yo skull and bringing
Yo face up to the heater
God Damn
Niggas sleeping
Wake the fuck up cretin
And bear witness to the demon
Feeding harlots semen
That have they kitty secreting
If her scent strengthens my appetite
You know a nigga eatin'
Don't fret babygirl
A nigga never teething
Working my tongue will
Make wanna return the treatment
It's a turn on when she
Pitch black or white and pale
The kind that a nigga
Like to keep to himself
She under the spell
Of a spirit straight from hell
One that fornicates with
A fetish for popping shells
Toll of the bell
Free all my soldiers they
Got locked up in them cells

[Interlude]
We been on this shit!
Out here in these streets
With that heat
Niggas out here
Thinking shit sweet
Got that bitch
And Imma muthafuckin' bone
Then leave her alone
Get the fuck off my phone
Blocked
Yeah ho!
Uh-huh!
You thought you thot!
I'm a muthafuckin'
Nigga who rock
Straight from the rock
Got this muthafucka goin' off
Check a nigga mane!
Nigga! Try me!
I'm a muthafuckin' nigga
To let a nigga muthafuckin'
Die slow!
I'm real about this shit ho!
Yeah nigga this the only time
You'll catch a nigga raising his voice
Anytime a nigga out here
Doing dirt it's low
Never muthafuckin'
Talk to them folks
Whoever out there
When we ride by nigga
Muthafuckas better know nigga
Muthafuckas better realize
And be aware of
What the fuck going on
Niggas gon get the message bitch!

[Verse 3]
So you suppose to break us
Fuck you cowards thinking
Real ones bout to pull up
And have yo head gaping
Fuck the cash you banking
Are you gon take it with you
If you is left stankin'
You should watch who you talking to
They might end up chalking you
The threats you send are miniscule
If we miss we spinning yo
Block up like a fucking rubix cube
And cutting the feeding tube
You'll be eating through
Akimbo, leaving you lying in rubble
After they rock bitch
Prepare for trouble
Make it double
With the Team Rockets
Shit is off the hinges when them
Choppas get to knockin'
How you gon see yo future
With no eyes in the sockets

[Outro]
Pull that shit with one hand then
Grab my dick with the other hand
Fuck you mean boy!
What you want?!
We got them!
Bitch!
You fuck 'round
You fucked up, nigga!
We know where you at!
Any muthafucka out there!
Nigga gon get it!
Got them muthafuckin' sticks
That'll turn a muthafuckin' nigga
Who think he a G into a bitch!
You already know!
You better know
Or you gon get
Muthafuckin' shown!

[Chorus]
God's Wrath
Hell Rage
Last book
First page

Absolute

[Intro]


Alright, go


[Verse 1]
Erase him from the planet
High speed
Nigga damn it
Uppin' them thangs that be
Rampaging ravaging damaging
Not them singles
But them shits that hit
Yo soul like blessings
In rapid succession
Yo set one way or another
Gon get the message
This is not to be messed with
Some of yo niggas is rats
So watch who you invest in
Not everybody fake the fønk
Be careful who you testin'
On go
Trigger finger restless
You know
We is really steppin'
On y'all hoes
Fold
Before you pussified ass niggas
Get exposed
Motherland piru'd down
But slime will wipe yo nose
Shots from all angles
Body mangled
Strike a pose

[Hook]
Jugg him
Then dash
Dash off
Dashed off
Rob his ass
Then dash off
Rob his ass
Then dash off
Dash off
Unload everything
Then dash off
Jugg him
Then dash off
Spin it back
Dash off
Smash and dash
Dash off
Pop him
Then dash
Nab it
Then dash
Dash off
Dash off
Grab it
Then dash
Muthafucka you know that's yo
Muthafuckin' ass if you don't dash
Dash off!
See the feds then you dash!

[Verse 2]
Aye
Whoa
Man
Who tf you think we am
Tryna fuck up our plans
Will get body slammed
Even if it's Jakes
Fuck a body cam
As soon as you leave for work
They kidnapping yo fam
You gon pay cash if
Yo ass give a damn
You probably don't
Say bye to dad lil Sam
To you it's sentiments
But to us it's business bitch
OG said witnesses
Lose all of they innocence
If it's you or the gang
You better know the game
You look dumb tryna figure out
Where to shift the blame
The mirror will let you know
You shoulda stayed in yo lane

[Hook]
Jugg him
Then dash
Dash off
Dashed off
Rob his ass
Then dash off
Rob his ass
Then dash off
Dash off
Unload everything
Then dash off
Jugg him
Then dash off
Spin it back
Dash off
Smash and dash
Dash off
Pop him
Then dash
Nab it
Then dash
Dash off
Dash off
Grab it
Then dash
Muthafucka you know that's yo
Muthafuckin' ass if you don't dash
Dash off!
See the feds then you dash!

[Verse 3]
You don't know yo ass from yo
Mouth but you still be talking
When we get to walking
You'll be running to yo coffin
You said you wanted smoke
Now you can't stop fuckin' coughing
Yo hood gon sell you out
Because you the cause of they loses
You gon leave this Earth
Then yo family gonna wallow
Yo volume reduced as we
Loudly fill you up full of hollows
After that it's us that
Yo bitch is gonna follow
You thought the thot was loyal
But that hoe is just a swallow
Fucking bird! "What's the word?"
We is all about them verbs
That bitch know a lot
She a cute lil nerd
She even told us bout yo spot
That's how we knew where you were

[Hook]
Jugg him
Then dash
Dash off
Dashed off
Rob his ass
Then dash off
Rob his ass
Then dash off
Dash off
Unload everything
Then dash off
Jugg him
Then dash off
Spin it back
Dash off
Smash and dash
Dash off
Pop him
Then dash
Nab it
Then dash
Dash off
Dash off
Grab it
Then dash
Muthafucka you know that's yo
Muthafuckin' ass if you don't dash
Dash off!
See the feds then you dash!

A Race

[Verse 1]
Welcome to the hood
Shit could be a lot better
Which means it ain't too good
Grab yo iron
Be ready to let it go
That's the first lesson you should know
When you riding thru this hoe
Stay on all toes
Niggas vicious killas
Bob and weave
Dodge the rounds
Or you'll be victim
When you spot an opp
Do not hesitate to kill them
Otherwise you letting them
Familiarize yo rhythm
Folks be out here sinning
They gon hate you if you winning
Even yo own bro will plot on you
From the fucking beginning
Harshly it appears
The life that we livin'
But what would you do
With this world we was givin'

[Chorus]
Shit bitch
You know what I'm bout ho
Got this gangsta shit for they dome
Shit bitch
You know what I'm bout ho
Shit bitch
You know what I'm bout ho
Shit bitch
You know what I'm bout ho
Got this gangsta shit for they dome
Shit bitch
You know what I'm bout ho
Got this muthafuckin' pole
And I'll aim it at your throat

[Verse 2]
Hoes ain't shit
Bitches worthless
Use them for a fuck
And/or they purses
Not in that order
Know what comes first
One could get you reimbursed
The former could get you a hearse
The baddest ones will set you up
Beware of the thirst
When a bitch say she love you
That just mean she on attack
It's OK to say it back
But always keep yo heart black

[Chorus]
Shit bitch
You know what I'm bout ho
Got this gangsta shit for they dome
Shit bitch
You know what I'm bout ho
Shit bitch
You know what I'm bout ho
Shit bitch
You know what I'm bout ho
Got this gangsta shit for they dome

Morbid Furiosity

Null

Heat Death

Verse 1:

Kill til all are gone
Murder your remorse
Then we run them out
Decimate them all
Time to raid is now
All the tools are prepped
To cause major death
Geared down to the tooth
Nothing getting through
Try to run away
Y'all are way too late
Squeeze and let it spray
Vapor of your fate
There is no escape
As we eradicate
Skinned, suffering 
Baste and batter them
You deserve this
For tryna take mine
You were thriving off it
And now you're all dying
You were lucky to be warned 
Yet you still didn't take heed
You brought this on your kind
By overstepping boundaries
You should have stayed within
The safety of your colony
Your clan stole a lot
Was it all worth it
To lose your wretched lives
Like pests devoid of purpose
You could have found yours
And stuck to your track
Instead you try to take advantage
While the walls against our backs
Now you're all drowning
In a bloody red sea
In agony squirming
Smell of flesh burning
For the sake of loyalty
Send them to the furnace
Cleaning every corner
Leaving it spotless
Can't let the babies 
Get sick in the process
My people wait and
Pray for the return
Of the one who serves
As head chef for the worms
Fools get what they earned
Our turn
No fault
Resolve
Last call
We'll get
Them all





Verse 2:

You jump in the streets when
You can't even whether the pen
Then you dare to transgress
And declare war on men
Who is ridin' with dawgs
That'll rob you of life
And then catch yo ex main
That you used to call wife
Twerk that thang at a function
Then fill her with drugs and
Take her to your burial site
Bend her over your name
Begin running a train
Then roll her off your stone
To shoot some on her face
While the rest leaves a
Permanent stain on your grave



Verse 3:

Home is breaking down
From this curse
Coyotes rob
Us of our food
Contact pigs
Before they're slaughtered
Gators in the swampy waters
Even if I get mauled 
God knows I stood tall 
Them or us
We choosing ours
Shielding our fate while
They trying to seal it
As much as I want to
Spare the Lord's creation
These particular ones
Are just rats and vagrants
Behind them are bears,
Wolves, coons, snakes
That all chose the 
Wrong path to take
Stomp vermin down
After their fall
If they not stopped 
No spring crops yield
With herbs that heal
The sick and ill
No wood to make
The fire grow
Winters get cold
Who you gon hold?
The water way 
Is running dry
Wet up to beat 
The summer heat
And keep you and 
Your loved ones clean
And free of filth
That's kin to sin
Now it's routine
The means* to feed
Their families will
Cause them all 
To meet their end

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