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Lyrics*

(Hook)
It’s 6 o’clock I’m in the hood i hope it’s a set up.
See that cawasaki Mazarete Parked Outside.
Better keep your head up.
Huh huh huh 
Wen i catch an opp i Spray That K Up.
I done made a few deposits i can hardly think about my Pay Slump.
Dk Run in Back.
Body Catcher Nigga I’m 4L You slayed Up.
Need my autograph forgot my pass i need sum kick box in my Radar.
Huh huh huh 
Big Bro Play Your Part Better keep your Head Up.
Cause the opps Are Plotting round here Don’t Waste Time Better Call for BackUp.
Hahaha.

(Verse)

Never running outta cash shit Nigga.
Trynna Cop me An SRT build a Mansion like my Dad Nigga.
Way Saucy Prada Cop it i be creepin like a cat nigga.
Hey Barbie What about me shit i mean I’m not a bad nigga.
Not a bad nigga.
Finna Cop a million dollar bitch and treat her like my pet nigga.
Oh my God please lord forgive me I’ve been sinning i done got a Tat nigga.
In the Boss Seat i ain’t with the fucking round i ain’t with the brag nigga.
Smoking Courghtleigh i done fucked around I’m trynna advertise the brand nigga.
Not a Sad nigga.
But a mad nigga wen i think a lot about the bag nigga.
Call me Papi,I’m a Natzi reminiscing bout a dead nigga.
Wen i talk about my problems man i prolly mean I’m running out of percs nigga.
I go through the worst sometimes i be wishing i was dead Nigga.
But a Dead Nigga,is just a dead nigga.
He ain’t overthinking bout no cash Nigga.

(Hook)
It’s 6 o’clock I’m in the hood i hope it’s a set up.
See that cawasaki Mazarete Parked Outside.
Better keep your head up.
Huh huh huh 
Wen i catch an opp i Spray That K Up.
I done made a few deposits i can hardly think about my Pay Slump.
Dk Run in Back.
Body Catcher Nigga I’m 4L You slayed Up.
Need my autograph forgot my pass i need sum kick box in my Radar.
Huh huh huh 
Big Bro Play Your Part Better keep your Head Up.
Cause the opps Are Plotting round here Don’t Waste Time Better Call for BackUp.
Hahaha.

6’0Glock!

§uicidaL Thought§💀

SANDTON FLOW

Big Steppers.mp3 ft Francis Blaz3 ,killer kid & Ace tour

NDA freestyle

Outro

How it started

My heart cold so I pour it in my cup
No going back and forth with the opps they already know wassup
And I read between the lines these niggas fake asf 
I won’t trust who don’t trust me i suggest you do the same

A nigga came out representing for my city
Too many haters they just wanna be me
And you know I keep this glock 45 oh I mean 50
And you know I never keep it on safety for my safety 
I parked the whip I hop out smoking on my reefer 
All eyes on me cause I don’t talk to many people 
I don’t know I just like my circle small just like a cheerio
Too many niggas turn they backs I had to carry on

Ion even know where to start
I’ve always been a solid nigga I’ve always played my part 
How you say I’m fake for keeping it real explain that part
You can’t play me nigga I see a fake nigga from a far
I’m sippin on my codiene don’t apologise nigga no need
Cause it my fault how I ain’t see just who you gon be
But I ain’t trippin at the top it do get lonely

My heart cold so I pour it in my cup
No going back and forth with the opps they already know wassup
And I read between the lines these niggas fake asf 
I won’t trust who don’t trust me i suggest you do the same
Can’t tell me different I’m the realest you gon ever see
Get what you deserve cause every foul come with a penalty 
Y’all be bogus when it go left niggas gon be mad at me
But I guess you right ima go my way I wish you godspeed

Right now I’m in my room I’m smoking doja alone
Ion even miss them niggas rather be on my own 
Ain’t even looking back cause that’s not where I’m going
It’s okay they put the blame on me but we both know 
I pulling off right on you with my seatbelt on 
Ain’t even tryna hear what you got to say I ain’t tryna know
You ain’t ever been a real nigga and it really shows

My heart cold so I pour it in my cup
No going back and forth with the opps they already know wassup
And I read between the lines these niggas fake asf 
I won’t trust who don’t trust me i suggest you do the same
Can’t tell me different I’m the realest you gon ever see
Get what you deserve cause every foul come with a penalty 
Y’all be bogus when it go left niggas gon be mad at me
But I guess you right ima go my way I wish you godspeed

Real

I’m moving that white coco yeah I feel like I’m pablo
Lil mami Latina she say let’s go to Mexico 
Ain’t moving no grams lil boys yeah that shit come in kilos 
I’m steppin on all these rats I don’t want me Rico 
Shootas on me like a cartel lil boy I ain’t checking no peephole 
We cleaning up every mess on gang we ain’t leaving no loophole 
My young nigga ready to leave stain just to earn him a stripe
I say when can he bring back a head to me he say we can go get em tonight

Gustavo in the cut
You play I get you gut 
Gangy got the drugs
Dealing like a thug
Fight against the system 
Just like Escobar 
On gang it’s fuck the system 
Forever I’m an outlaw
Smokin on a opp pack this ain’t indoor close the window 
We in a hotbox in a stolo with extendos 
It’s hella smoke inside the trap we in the bando 
Soon as I found out she yo girl I told her bend over 
Many men they want me dead I feel like 50
So You know I keep a 50 incase they go against me
My homie told me they were snakes I shoulda listened
Ain’t no regrets in my point of view it’s just a lesson 

I’m moving that white coco yeah I feel like I’m pablo
Lil mami Latina she say let’s go to Mexico 
Ain’t moving no grams lil boys yeah that shit come in kilos 
I’m steppin on all these rats I don’t want me Rico 
Better call me when you pull up knock on kmy door I shoot through the peephole 
Promethazine in my soda I’m never sober how did I get home
If I don’t answer the phone that mean it’s at home and I’m in the war zone 
At The cribo I’m never alone if it ain’t blondie 
Then Issa redbone 

I’m breaking her backbone 
She might leave in a wheelchair
My phone keep ringing but I won’t answer if it ain’t the trap phone 
I keep me a flip phone 
Got a different ringtone 
I drip everyday you already know I put that shit on

Lazos de la mafia, cortamos la garganta, 
That means we cut throat or make that choppa ratatata
Smoke a lot of gas when I get high feel like I’m Rasta
If I can’t get too close I put that scope on and I bust ya
I’m on Mexican shit 
And I got like two sticks
Like a streetwise two a drum under each stick 
These niggas can’t mess with me
But all they can do is bite
So here’s a piece since you can’t write nigga


I’m moving that white coco yeah I feel like I’m pablo
Lil mami Latina she say let’s go to Mexico 
Ain’t moving no grams lil boys yeah that shit come in kilos 
I’m steppin on all these rats I don’t want me Rico 
Better call me when you pull up knock on kmy door I shoot through the peephole 
Promethazine in my soda I’m never sober how did I get home
If I don’t answer the phone that mean it’s at home and I’m in the war zone 
At The cribo I’m never alone if it ain’t blondie 
Then Issa redbone

Pablo

It is what it is

F THE INDUSTRY Ft HoodClvrence

valley of goat ft killer kid sa

01. Mudidini_ft_Kode La Mayor.wav

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pour it again

Kode La 'Maya' no mayor but I run da city.

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