pih poh

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PULSAR

HEARSE 1966 [p. Yung Meep]

OMEGA 2
Vietnam, CA 

COMING SOON

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Lyrics:
Runnin high , leave some resin
Killa em off I keep em guessing
Murder em all n teach ah lesson
Grab ah clip n ah smith n Wesson 
Every kill I count my blessin,
All da lames I keep on pressin
Bullets holes It ain't no testin 
Bring the pain no confession 
Out da muthafuckin kut,
Grind yo bones into ah blunt
Load da clip, pull da hammer feel da mutha fuckin thump 
10 4 bitch killa neva trippin on tha hunt 
Smoke up all up in tha hut, 
Doomshop don't give ah fuck
Your all outta luck 
Hid yo body in the trunk,
Got this 9 fuckin tucked 
Neva runnin outta luck 
Been ready since da jump
Drown in fire locked in cuffs
Mandatory Overkill 
death ain't enough 

So I'm back from da dead ,
MUTHAFUCKAS takin led 
Thought I said, that I'm comin out
 fo yo fuckin head,
Chains n body parts 
Locked up 
in my wooden shed 
Lay you out witta gat
Now you muthafuckin dead
Im murderer that be coming out at night
Talkin shit but scared 2 fight 
Head shot through a scope in my sights 
At my prime at the height
Fuck a bitch I'm all good I'm ight
Got ma game n ma blunt super tight 
Smoked out feeling high
To da grave roll away say goodbye
All you hoes talkin shit gotta die
On this earth, been cursed since Tha
Muthafuckin birth , don't be mad don't be hurt
Bullet holes through ah shirt
6feet Deep in dirt 
Doing muthafuckin work,
While you bitches go to church
On the net you can lurk
Face 2 face you'll get murked
You ain't strapped using nerf,
Drown in blood gotta surf
Face da death, you deserve

Cursed - Back From Tha Dead (Prod. Devilish Trio)

1985 WAS A BEAUTIFUL TIME
REST IN PEACE DAVIS & BRADLEY.
LOVE YOU BROTHERS

Baby girl
Where'd you go
Baby girl 
Ya in my bones

You know i miss ya
I wanna kiss ya
I got the hoes 
Dont love these bitches

I been doin my thing
I been rockin the scene
But im thinkin bout you

I been prayin you come back to me 
Baby girl im just tellin the truth

Everynight i cant sleep do you think about me
Wish i was holdin you

Wishin we was in love again kissin yo body up under the moon

he dont take you to dinner dont take you for walks
He aint cool he aint better than me

When you lovin & moanin you closin your eyes
And i know that you thinkin of me

When you angry you crying you hurtin
You pick up your phone and you dialing me

he asleep you awake 3am 
baby cant go to sleep cause you dying for me

Baby love me
Baby need me
Baby hurt me
Baby mistreat me
Im your love
Im your man
Hold my, hand
Love me, again

I MISS YOU FOO' (PROD.BY DON DAVIS, DUANE BRADLEY, & BOODANG)

Here's a heavy Trio mix for yall so Crank this bitch to the fullest and get extra buck to this one, hope y’all enjoy this junt and make sure to keep bumpin! Much love to all y’all!
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HYDRA SC: @hydramane615
TENNGAGE SC: @tenngagebeats

Devilish Trio - Demon's Night

INST SICKMANE @triplesixmane

TWITTER ACE NOW @AceSnowS

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ACE $NOW$ & SICK MANE - BUCK$HOT

BONE DADDY (PROD.BY BOODANG)

1982 CORVETTE (PROD.BY BOODANG)

DIABETES CONTROL TIPS (PROD.BY BOODANG)

G WALKIN ON YO COFFIN (PROD.BY BOODANG)

ON MY NUTS (PROD.BY BOODANG)

BIG BEASY - TRIPLE 6 BONNIE & CLYDE (PROD. SLVG)

Featuring https://soundcloud.com/teddyslugz

EARLY GRAVES Ft.TEDDY SLUGZ (Prod.REDRUM)

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KILL AT WILL [PROD. ITSLOVELYMANE]

PROD BY @cdoublex
LYRICS 

DEATH FACE

Sit down you mothafuckkas
Who be talkin all that shit 
Leave a punk bitch dent 
Neva leave no evidence
Dont you see im heaven sent
The real down mothafuckka
Kneel down mothafuckka
Piling bodies 
God is dead
I aint got no fuckin benz
Strictly chevy till my end
Fuck gotta pay then rent
Stabbin thrustin till she dead
Bloody shirt
Drinkin i aint hit the curb
Put that bitch up in reverse
Death face know he fuckin cursed 
Burn in hell watch me burn
For eternity 
Fuckin on some dirty sheets 
Neva wear a rubba 
Hoe come closer my aroma 
Somethin like EAZY E
Devils son in law
Pull anotha broad 
In my 64 
Suck my balls hoe

6BEAM

Dead by dawn
I sin again
Choke that bitch
I need these endz
Who be the black magic night
Look at me I burn your eyes 
I be near 
Bringing terror 
Capture you
Got Throw aways
Soon you gonna feel the curse
Soon you gonna feel the danger
Of some killas 
Which I bring you lookin scared 
Hell nah god ain’t on yo side
Yeah my primo down to ride
Getting drunk I’m staying high
Fight till death it will arive
Out the ground the beast arise
Pullin out the fucking drop
Pistol cocked with the burna
Knock yo bitch ass off the top
Murda tracks is what we drop
Smoke these drugz that make you high
Face it burning gasoline 
Pickin out duh corpse no meat 
Vulture black
Soul be black
Bones they broken
Fire rage underground

PRAY TO THE BEAST [Prod. CXXLION]

FEATURING: https://soundcloud.com/playaliq
PRODUCTION: https://soundcloud.com/ahlomar74
ARTWORK: https://soundcloud.com/hernvndez666

CRYPTIC FEAST (Ft.PLAYA liq) Prod.PHONKMASTA

Modelo (feat. 83HADES) (Prod. tyler creed)

Gah damn who dat
Baby o up in ya muthafuckin ass
White shoes, no cap
Oogie boogie in the muthafuckin back
Ye What it is What it do
Fresh press boody got the fuckin juice
Cold cut Cold foo
Polar bear with the iceman bruise

Shawty lookin good told dat bitch come on over
Drop top drop slop Wop on my bona
Boody got the wood got grains in my cauldron
Spooky Dooky ooki got the poochi when im rollin

If u really want it muthafucka pull up on me
Witch craft kit Spooky O Ravioli
Wake up bald as fuck
With ya eyes all swolen
Cant take a shit cause ya guts all bloated

OOGIE BOOGIES CAULDRON (PROD.BY OOGIE BOOGIE THANG)

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Welcome to the chop, posted in a drop top

Know I keep the Glock, make that pistol pop pop

Serving up the block, paper chasing nonstop

Show me what you got, oh I guess you got shot

First off I murder, hit a lick with the burner

Make a wish Timmy Turner, take a trip to The Further

Bitch I bang the right side, i'm a alien a beast
Something like it's Syfy bitch I'm creeping through the streets



Don't hesitate pull the knife out demonstrate
,
Take a lick off the blade, slit your throat and then escape

Got the chrome tip plate, bad bitch over the nape

Brought a clip + 8 like it's fuckin John & Kate - Kate

Imma hypnotize with these eyes rise your demise

Terrorize lies blood ties fuckin homicide

Imma memorize all they cries still see they eyes

Pull up with a stick, when you see me bounce bounce -

Bounce mutha fucka before I pounce mutha fucka

Broke pussy probably couldn't sell a ounce mutha fucka

Flame of Anubis I weep, Freddie Krueger when I creep
Dream eater mother fucker better pray you never sleep

Harakiri

HARAKIRI [PROD. ELE]

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Welcome to the chop street

Dead bodies hanging by they feet

You see this demon when I walk

You hear this evil when I speak

Mark of the beast

When I reap I claim your soul as mine to keep

And in the middle of the night

I’m looking for some blood to leach

Catch your throat missing

Fresh blood spitting out your teeth

But I still practice what I preach

Give his family time to weep

I’m at the crossroads

You make a deal I got just what you need

But just know when your time is up

Them hellhounds coming out to feast

I done slit my wrist so much

I guess I’ll never get to feel

Yeah this demon I got’s real

He just showed me how to kill

Cloaked in hoodies

Crooked daggers

Demon sigils

Candles lit

See that full moon in the night

We bout to sacrifice yo Bitch



She lookin like Megan fox

Double 0 9

Conjugate ya soul

After following the signs

Takin all ya hoes to the road where they hide

Where the spirits stay alive

Skinnin sheep for their hides

You can run from us

You can back out now

But when the sun plummets

You won't camp without

All the voodoo in the night

Know we gotchu in our sight

We gon catch ya by surprise

Gotcha fearin fo ya life



Cest la vie

Tell me what you know

You a Dumb bitch

And I'm Fuckin on ya hoe

When the gun hits

You'll be Sippin on patrone

Thinkin everythang is good

Samsung g note

You cannot fuck with us

You throwin bluffs

Sippin tuss

Ima uppercut

Right through yo face

From a lunge

Pop a lung

Murk ya son

Puttin knives in ya tum

Listening to bone thug while I get the redrum



Redrum, rum, rum

You cannot outrun

I'm goin dumb dumb dumb

Ima get me some

We spillin

Rum, rum, rum

You cannot outrun

I'm goin dumb, dumb, dumb

Ima get me some lil bitch


Bad face

Run up in the place

There’a nowhere to hide

The people here with the cleavers rep for blood and homicide

Murder rate’s high

And the bones gone crush

And the brain turns mush

I wonder why I have to touch

I kill so much

When lost in lust

Smoking with the fable reaper

Have talks between myself

Is there someone else inside

Or is it just that I need help

Mental health is off the tracks

If approached I will attack

No remorse I’m showin ( ?) kill em all

Destructive path

REAPER DEATH SEAL

REAPER DEATH SEAL [FEAT. HAARPER x BAKER YA MAKER] [PROD. SINGE]

S/O LIL UGLY MANE 

Out from the unda 
Yeah I be the coldest see
Baby O, Aint no one cold as me
Choppin up bustas the butcha
The muthafucka with the axe
If you want it G
Fuck out my face, get to walkin, leave
Fuck whatchu said y u talkin G?
Runnin yo mouth
Is like runnin yo face up into the muthafuckin wall
You bleed
Laid out
Right on yo back
Fuck on yo bitch then i dont give her back
Swangin & Bangin im kreepin im peepin
Im comin up straight thru the back with a bat
Beating yo brains in
crushin yo shit
Bustas be gvy
Cause they all on my dick
Hating on me Muthafucka you stupid
You hate what you aint cause u wanting my shit
Bitch is u dumb
Fuckin wit me
Muthafucka you slumped
Dumpin i dooky i poopy
You foolish im shittin on bitches
These suckas is bunk
Up in the trunk
Baby o bangin my shit gettin buck
Honest to god i just hate all the bastards and bitches
That hang & that swang on my nutts

pih poh

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