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LYRICS

[Intro: ZillaKami]
Aight I got it
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye
Okay, okay, okay

[Verse 1: ZillaKami]
Five point stars, Donkey Kong niggas I'm King Kong
Better bite that bullet when the heat bark
Before your feet go deep in the creek God
My niggas playin' keep, we don't sleep, God
End up in the belly of the beast God
End up in the teeth of the Reaper
In war no peace just grief god
If it ain't ours, fuck yo set
It ain't bands, fuck a check
Got my blade, fuck respect
Spray my Raid on fuckin' pests
With a chip tooth and a fuckin' Desert Eagle (Eagle)
Mackin' with the bonds my people (people)
Put a bomb strapped on a Deagle
Like that shit isn't fuckin' illegal

[Hook: ZillaKami]
If he talk, rest him (okay)
If he scream, dead him (okay)
He run up, check him (wassup)
Ya gun up, deck him (wassup)
Let it
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go

[Verse 2: Ballabonds]
Let's get it
Whats ya name never heard of you
Spin ya block now we murking you
I say shit they take it personal
I'm Ballabonds is it hurting you
I fuck with some Bloods, I fuck with some Loccs, move silent ,my niggas go ghost
Bonds gang to the O, you know how it go, my niggas is trained to blow
This the gang man I swear y'all some losers
Ain't the gang but I fuck with the looters
And the bricks why I hang with the shooters
Baby nines, four-fives and the Rugers
Apply pressure, that's all that we do
Never freeze up, you know Ima shoot
And don't you get caught in the loop
Cook a nigga like some soup

[Verse 3: SosMula]
Bitch, I'm Makk Balla yeah that's the Blood gang
Fuck ya big homie, I'll take his blood stain
Hop out on yo block, nigga catch a blood stain
Me and Kami like Bin Laden Hussein
AK and HK got kick like Lui Kang
Papi got bricks, man I need like 2 thangs
Hit the pot with the stove nigga and the blue flame

[Hook: ZillaKami]
If he talk, rest him (okay)
If he scream, dead him (okay)
He run up, check him (wassup)
Ya gun up, deck him (wassup)
Let it
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go

ZILLAKAMI X SOSMULA X BALLABONDS - GO (PROD. BY YUNG TONES)

LYRICS

[Intro: ZillaKami]
Okay
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch (yeah)
Aye, aye, okay, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Bridge: ZillaKami]
Kill a bitch, cut your wrist, take a risk, aye
Put your gun on the ground, shoot your fist, aye
Kill a bitch, take a risk, cut your wrist, aye
Put your gun on the ground

[Hook: ZillaKami]
If I see it then you better
Bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it
If I see it then you better
Bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it
If I see it then you better, aye

[Interlude]
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay

[Verse 1: SosMula]
Mula!
One day I'm bustin' a TEC, woah
Shoot ya face off of ya neck, woah
Pull up and stunt on my ex-hoe
Think you be bustin' them TEC's so
Rock the Rollie with the slit wrist
Pockets stuffed with them big bricks
Yeah, she stuck on this big shit
Move the weight like a big bitch

[Verse 2: ZillaKami]
Who are you looking so crazy at
Do not get smacked, where ya lady at
Grippin' the blade, I ain't playing that
Foot it the grave when you talkin' back
Young Alucard with the stick, bitch
Handle my blade like a grip, bitch
Leading the living to sickness
Light up you jit like a Bic, bitch

[Hook: ZillaKami]
Bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it
If I see it then you better
Bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it
If I see it then you better, aye

[Verse 3: SosMula]
Mula!
I'm bloody hoe like I'm Bloody O
Break your face, bloody nose
Shoot you right in your funny bone
Puff, puff straight dummy though
Shittin' on these little hungry hoes
Never seen my money fold
Swaggin' in my bummy clothes
Drippin' on 'em like a runny nose

[Verse 4: ZillaKami]
Take ya pain, wash away
In the rain, near the grave
Take the rope, let him hang
Take his clout and his fame
See you got a gun, you better pull it before I slice you fuckin' up
Moschino stepping in the projects, never gave a fuck

[Interlude]

[Outro: ZillaKami]
Bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it
If I see it then you better
Bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it
If I see it then you better, aye
If I see it then you better, aye
If I see it then you better, aye

ZILLAKAMI X SOSMULA - BABBAGE PATCH KIDS (PROD. BY VAE CORTEZ)

LYRICS

[Intro]
Manic laughing

[Hook: ZillaKami]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, woo
Yeah, yeah, yeah, woo
Yeah, yeah, yeah, woo
Yeah, yeah, yeah, woo
Spazz if you want to, spazz if you want
Spazz if you want to, spazz if you want
Spazz if you want to, spazz if you want
Spazz if you want to, spazz if you want

[Verse 1: ZillaKami]
Aye, bitch, I wanna break ya face
Bitch, I wanna take ya place
Know its rude I exude shit that you cannot relate
In the mood to snatch a chain
In the mood to take ya ring
Know its rude but the two gon' explain why I came bitch

[Hook: ZillaKami]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, woo
Yeah, yeah, yeah, woo
Yeah, yeah, yeah, woo
Yeah, yeah, yeah, woo
Spazz if you want to, spazz if you want
Spazz if you want to, spazz if you want
Spazz if you want to, spazz if you want
Spazz if you want to, spazz if you want

[Verse 2: SosMula]
Can't talk with a broke jaw
Slut bitch suck my dick till it's lock jaw
In the street so long got a cold heart
Never seen Jordan 11s with the Goyard
You never seen 100 clip on the AR
Never seen Inf beams on ya face dog
Never seen 3 beams with the radar
Throwing bullets at ya pussy like I'm Brett Farve
Might spazz on a bitch with the four pipe
Might spazz on a bitch like I'm Kanye
Might spazz on a bitch drinking Bombay
Might spazz on the judge at my court date, bitch

[Hook: ZillaKami]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, woo
Yeah, yeah, yeah, woo
Yeah, yeah, yeah, woo
Yeah, yeah, yeah, woo
Spazz if you want to, spazz if you want
Spazz if you want to, spazz if you want
Spazz if you want to, spazz if you want
Spazz if you want to, spazz if you want

ZILLAKAMI X SOSMULA - YUKK MOUTH (PROD. BY THRAXX)

LYRICS

[Intro: ZillaKami]
You niggas get the first two
Down!
Set!
Aye

[Chorus: ZillaKami]
March, march, soldiers take no intermissions (yeah)
March, march, soldiers take no intermissions (yeah)
Pull up, Glock, pull up, shot, pull up, pop (woo)
Pull up, Glock, pull up, shot, pull up, pop (woo)
March, march, soldiers take no intermissions (yeah)
March, march, soldiers take no intermissions (yeah)
Pull up, Glock, pull up, shot, pull up, pop (woo)
Pull up, Glock, pull up, shot, pull up, pop (woo)

[Verse 1: SosMula]
Rocket launcher in this bitch like old Rondo
32 clip on the hip with the nozzle
32 clip on the tip with the nasal
32 clip, gon' get hit with the hollows
Glock 40 with the red beam
Double cups with the red lean
Infrared on Tekashis face
Draco hit his head clean

[Verse 2: ZillaKami]
Bitch, you, ain't, shit
Sniper rifle with the range, bitch
Bitch, you, ain't, shit
Don't even rep what you claim, bitch
Roll up on a pairless horses
Inhale the sid exhauste
Tokyo drift on your carcass
Rusty brass knuckle fist, we tossing

[Chorus: ZillaKami]
March, march, soldiers take no intermissions (yeah)
March, march, soldiers take no intermissions (yeah)
Pull up, Glock, pull up, shot, pull up, pop (woo)
Pull up, Glock, pull up, shot, pull up, pop (woo)
March, march, soldiers take no intermissions (yeah)
March, march, soldiers take no intermissions (yeah)
Pull up, Glock, pull up, shot, pull up, pop (woo)
Pull up, Glock, pull up, shot, pull up, pop (woo)

ZILLAKAMI X SOSMULA - KIDS KUISINE (PROD. BY THRAXX)

LYRICS

[Verse 1: SosMula]
I just poured a sixteen in the sprite
Overdose
Cooking bricks
Selling bricks of coke and dope
Pussy rapper always lie Pinocchio (Fuck outta here)
Mommy jump up on this dick and roller coast

[Verse 2: ZillaKami]
I fuck your bitch, for a little bit
She be on my dick
Hit a lick
Turn this shit up here
Break your teeth
Fuck your concert bitch I'll skate across the V
Nigga see that your mixtape isnt shit without a Z

[Verse 3: SosMula]
Niggas caught me lackin had the chance they should've bodied me
Turn this shit up here started out a robbery
Fuck this rap shit I'll take your chain still catching robberies
Man these niggas pussy they ain't fuckin with me honestly

[Verse 4: ZillaKami]
On my block you a dub
And i dont fuck with dubs
Round here you dont get no love
Cause niggas know whats up
Revolver keep it snug
And keep it in the cut
Turn your clique into dust
Without a fuckin fuss

[Hook: Zillakami]
Fuck life fuck love give stitches
And fuck fame fuck hoes kill niggas
And get high touch the sky Jimi Hendrix
And sell crack sell dope get richer

[Verse 5: SosMula]
I keep that banana clips you stupid playin ape shit
We just do bukkake hoodies we dont do that bape shit
Take the bricks up out the wrapper get the hammer break it
Whip it in the pot and watch it turn into a space ship

[Verse 6: ZillaKami]
Aye nigga whats up
And gun down when a nigga try to run up
Then fuck niggas always talkin with they chin up
Until i break it leave your boyfriend defenseless
And layin in the fuckin street bitch

[Verse 7: SosMula]
I feel like I'm [?]
Me and Kami got them bust down grills them shits on VVS
All this blood be drippin from my shoes [?]
Pop up on your block and shoot that shit up on a bmx

[Verse 8: ZillaKami]
Dreads and the gold like I'm ready for a lick
A benz and a Rolls ready to take out your bitch
Im whipping up the water like tsunami on my wrist
Im whipping out the pot like semi automatic rip

[Hook: Zillakami]
Fuck life fuck love give stitches
And fuck fame fuck hoes kill niggas
And get high touch the sky Jimi Hendrix
And sell crack sell dope get richer

ZILLAKAMI X SOSMULA - JET GRIND RADIO (PROD. BY THRAXX)

LYRICS

[Intro: ZillaKami]
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Aye, aye, aye
What?
What?

[Verse 1: SosMula]
(MULAAA)
I break the bricks like a fucking pinata (Cocaine)
Ducking the D's in a tinted Impala (Skrr)
Too many bands can't fit it in pocket
Bitch suckin' off for diamonds and dollars
You got the dick breath need some BInaca
Kicked the bitch out my room and remodel
Tia and Tamera I name my two choppers
Burn your whole block like the fucking twin towers
Blade strapped, Tre clapped
Pussy I don't play that
We gon' play like broad daylight
You gon' get your face cracked
Fuck 'em all, I don't care
Bleach my hair with Ajax
Face tats, BB on, MST got eight racks
Last night had a dream, sold 44 bricks
Everywhere I go, 44 grip
Shorty so bad, shorty so thick
She jump on my dick, Tokyo drift (SosMula!)

[Chorus: ZillaKami]
Fall back, fall back, fall back, fall back, fall back, fall back, fall back, fall back!
Saw the grill, saw the bank, saw them chains, saw the wraith
Saw the grill, saw the bank, saw them chains, saw the wraith
Fall back, fall back, fall back, fall back, fall back, fall back, fall back, fall back!
Saw the grill, saw the bank, saw them chains, saw the wraith
Saw the grill, saw the bank, saw them chains, saw the wraith

[Verse 2: ZillaKami]
Brain stopped now I walk with a limp
Bitches 'round me now I walk like a pimp
Smoking soakies when I'm fucking her hips
Denim (?) might knee up the rips
Baby 380 with a rubber grip
I ain't no dealer but I sell that shit
Chains that be dancin' I hop out the seat
She see the glizz and she hopped on that dick
Tokyo drifter ballin' off (?)
Stand on the hood of my car with a pistol
My BB saggin so bars (?)
She see my face and I think she want pictures
All of my niggas we get bands, fast!
All of my niggas we throw hands, fast!
I got a grip and that's dead, ass
I got a stick and that's dead, ass

[Chorus: ZillaKami]
Fall back, fall back, fall back, fall back, fall back, fall back, fall back, fall back!
Saw the grill, saw the bank, saw them chains, saw the wraith
Saw the grill, saw the bank, saw them chains, saw the wraith
Fall back, fall back, fall back, fall back, fall back, fall back, fall back, fall back!
Saw the grill, saw the bank, saw them chains, saw the wraith
Saw the grill, saw the bank, saw them chains, saw the wraith

ZILLAKAMI X SOSMULA - $HRIMP (PROD. BY THRAXX)

LYRICS

[Intro]
Coughing
Manic laughing

[Pre-Chorus: ZillaKami]
Aye
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, aye

[Chorus: ZillaKami]
Talk you get slumped
So stay on the hush
Don't fade, bitch we cut
And you, look like lunch
My fully got a semi
My Bobby got a Whitney
My guns, my little pretties
Wardogs, we are not kitties

[Verse 1: SosMula]
Skrrt in the Rari go vroom, vroom, vroom (Skrrt)
Hundred Bloods with me all screaming "soo woo" (MBF)
Give me Adderall bitch, give me shrooms too (Give me that)
Clip on the dick look like I blew two
Who put this fuck nigga on a high chair (Fuck outta here)
Who gave this fuck nigga all the ideas
Lil' pussy nigga man this is our year (City Morgue)
Blood stained pupils, see my eyes clear
Don't clash with the gang
Thats yo ass I ain't playing
You'll get smashed in yo face (Fuck outta here)
You'll get stabbed in yo waist
You'll get beat in front yo kids (Pussy)
You'll get crushed in yo ribs
You'll get stung with the SIG
You'll get hung from the bridge (Mula)

[Pre-Chorus: ZillaKami]
Aye
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, aye

[Chorus: ZillaKami]
Talk you get slumped
So stay on the hush
Don't fade, bitch we cut
And you, look like lunch
My fully got a semi
My Bobby got a Whitney
My guns my little pretties
Wardogs, we are not kitties

ZILLAKAMI X SOSMULA - HOCKEY PUKK (PROD. BY THRAXX)

LYRICS

[Verse 1: SosMula]
Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, these niggas straight hoes
Hol' up, hol' up, real bitches turn to fake hoes
Never cuff them bitches, we just choo choo train hoes
Me and ZillaKami, we just fucked the same hoes

[Verse 2: ZillaKami]
Yeah, I ain't never scared to fucking air it out
Yeah, balling like I'm Allen, let me air it out
Yeah, what's that in my coat? You already know
Hey, and you know my hoe is the centerfold

[Verse 3: SosMula]
MST's be sagging, nigga, I'm always strapped with that big 40
Serving niggas my gun now when they come and get them bricks off me
Swear to god, a real dope boy, all them old niggas ain't got shit on me
Scrape it out that pot, nigga, it's all in your wrist, shawty

[Verse 4: ZillaKami]
My bitch cocaine, and she go both ways
I pull up on your block, just hoping I'ma catch a stain
And see what's in my blunt, bitch, I'm smoking propane
And see what's in ya blunt, bitch, you smoking rogain, bitch

[Chorus: ZillaKami and SosMula]
I heard you niggas was talking all that tough stuff (Bop bop bop bop)
I heard you niggas was tryna hold your guns up
I heard ya niggas was gonna leave me wet, aye
But listen niggas, I'm sleeping with my TEC, aye
I heard you niggas was talking all that tough stuff (Bop bop bop bop)
I heard you niggas was tryna hold your guns up
I heard ya niggas was gonna leave me wet, aye
But listen niggas, I'm sleeping with my TEC, aye

[Verse 5: SosMula]
I just put some money in your wifey pockets (Mula!)
She gon' let me slide like it's icey hockey (slide!)
Niggas jacket stain, never caught a body
My bitch ass is fake, I just bought her body

[Verse 6: ZillaKami]
Yeah, yeah, aye
Bitch I keep the piece so I can keep the peace
Aye, like a brace face, metal on my teeth
Aye, young bitch got saliva dripping of my meat
Aye, like a pacemake she gon' get the beats

[Verse 7: SosMula]
All my fucking opps
All them niggas 'Gram watching
Got too many racks
You see them rubber bands popping
Remember me from auntie crib
Bagging up and gram chopping
Now I'm 'bout the swipe life
Had to get the scams rockin'

[Verse 8: ZillaKami]
Yeah, yeah
Dripping out the blunt, smoking straight wax
I'm sipping out the cup, tipping off thrax
And little bitch, I do not know your name, yeah
And little bitch, you'll never be my main, yeah

[Chorus: ZillaKami and SosMula]
I heard you niggas was talking all that tough stuff (Bop bop bop bop)
I heard you niggas was tryna hold your guns up
I heard ya niggas was gonna leave me wet, aye
But listen niggas, I'm sleeping with my TEC, aye
I heard you niggas was talking all that tough stuff (Bop bop bop bop)
I heard you niggas was tryna hold your guns up
I heard ya niggas was gonna leave me wet, aye
But listen niggas, I'm sleeping with my TEC, aye

[Outro: SosMula (atop manic laughter)]
Man, fuck wrong with these niggas, man?
You already know how we rockin', man
Zillakami, SosMula, City Morgue, man
MBF, man
Don't make me put them [?] on your [?] boy
Push a fuckin' button on one of you niggas, nigga
Ayo, Zilla, pull up with that RPG, nigga
Blow your fuckin house up, nigga
That shit crazy

ZILLAKAMI X SOSMULA - BUKKAKE (PROD. BY LANDFILL)

LYRICS

[Chorus: ZillaKami]
Go run up
Nigga shut the fuck up (aye)
Back the fuck up (aye)
Shut the fuck up (aye)
Go run up
Nigga shut the fuck up (aye)
Back the fuck up (aye)
Shut the fuck up (aye)
Go run up
Face off, knock a pussy face off (aye)
Face off, knock a pussy face off (aye)
Face off, knock a pussy face off (aye)
Face off, knock a pussy face off (aye)

[Interlude]
I'm the best female skateboarder in town, and I'll fight anyone who begs to differ! I don't have no money to waste on a skateboard so I take one from whoever I want, whenever I want

[Verse 1: SosMula]
Mula!
Aye, load the choppers like the 31st
Aye, Brass knuckles do my dirty work
Cut the brick open then you see the pearly work
Dope make him overdose who getting murdered first
Whipping the dope with the coat hanger
Sold more chicken then Bojangles
Hop out nigga in the gold Wrangler
Hop out stab you with the whole banger
Got big guns can't tuck in the pants
Two handles got cuffed with the hand
Yo main bitch gon' fuck up ya plans
Yo main bitch gon' fuck on my mans

[Interlude]
I'm the best female skateboarder in town, and I'll fight anyone who begs to differ! I don't have no money to waste on a skateboard so I take one from whoever I want, whenever I want

[Verse 2: ZillaKami]
Godzilla!
Bitch I'm hotter than a shell case
Hide your damn face
When young Zilla come your way
Roll the carpet
Twin turbo all day
Young getaway
Cops give up on chasing me wrong way on one ways
Hundred round shoot up your school
Bitch I'm immaculate keeping it bool
Hop out a whip that is out of your pool
If it is fading then nigga you lose
I get a mac and I run in your spot
I get a mac and I'm serving it hot
I get a bowl and I whip out the pot
Talking bout gang but nigga you not

[Chorus: ZillaKami]
Go run up
Nigga shut the fuck up (aye)
Back the fuck up (aye)
Shut the fuck up (aye)
Go run up
Nigga shut the fuck up (aye)
Back the fuck up (aye)
Shut the fuck up (aye)
Go run up
Face off, knock a pussy face off (aye)
Face off, knock a pussy face off (aye)
Face off, knock a pussy face off (aye)
Face off, knock a pussy face off (aye)

[Outro: ZillaKami]
Face off, knock a pussy face off (aye)
Face off, knock a pussy face off (aye)
Face off, knock a pussy face off (aye)
Face off, knock a pussy face off (aye)

ZILLAKAMI X SOSMULA - SKATEWITCH (PROD. BY THRAXX)

LYRICS

[Intro: ZillaKami]
Ohh
Woo, woo
Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo

[Refrain: ZillaKami]
You look like people that I don't wanna know
You look like people that I don't wanna know

[Chorus: ZillaKami]
Cut, checks, then fade to black
Hoe, text, then fade to black
Break, necks, then fade to black
Take, names, then fade to black
Say they want war but they never wanna see me now
They want war but they never wanna see me now
They want war but they never wanna see me now
They want war but they never wanna see me now

[Verse: SosMula]
Big bloody SosMula, cobra with the green beam
My niggas' shoot to kill, hit you in your clean beam
Free the Makks, Rikers Island they all stay, sing sing
Slit wrist, oh my God shit is on bling bling
Big bricks, oh my God pockets on ching ching
Ran off, on the block, promethazine fiend
No water in that order, bitch, I just drink lean
No water in that order, bitch, I just drink lean
Pull up on a nigga at the stop sign nigga
Give it to a nigga with the Glock nine nigga
Trap phone jiggin' that's a hotline nigga
So many rocks you could rock climb nigga
Aye, aye, aye
Cook it in the microwave

[Chorus: ZillaKami]
Cut, checks, then fade to black
Hoe, text, then fade to black
Break, necks, then fade to black
Take, names, then fade to black
Say they want war but they never wanna see me now
They want war but they never wanna see me now
They want war but they never wanna see me now
They want war but they never wanna see me now

[Refrain: ZillaKami]
You look like people that I don't wanna know
You look like people that I don't wanna know

ZILLAKAMI X SOSMULA - BHUM BUKKET (PROD. BY THRAXX)

LYRICS

[Intro]
*Manic laughing*

[Chorus: Zillakami]
No way, no way, no way, no way
No way, no way, no way, no way
Fuck dat, fuck dat
Nah nigga, fuck dat
Fuck dat, fuck dat
Nah nigga, fuck dat

[Verse 1: Zillakami]
Hammering nails in my back (Back)
Watching y'all niggas be wack (Lame)
You got a gun? Congrats (Okay)
Hope you use it with your parents
Fuck off, you get hit (Oayy)
Trick shots and you dead (Okay)
Go get tucked in bed (Oayy)
Go get trecy wet

[Chorus: Zillakami]
No way, no way, no way, no way
No way, no way, no way, no way
Fuck dat, fuck dat
Nah nigga, fuck dat
Fuck dat, fuck dat
Nah nigga, fuck dat

[Verse 2: Sosmula]
Mula!
Bitch, I get to shooting, killing
All my niggas super villains
Throw them off the roof
I'm chilling
Look I need a stupid million
Pull up like a Tonka truck
Hold a rocket launcher up
Beat you dead
Stomp you up
They don't want no co op with us
Cooking the crack with the [?] up
Serve fiends raw like [?]
Nigga bust out with the long grazer
Get your forehead ate, like AR ate lunch
Never locked in, always with the lead pipe
Sitting sideways nigga at the red light
Your forehead infrared that’s a red light
Just to make sure hit him in the head twice

[Chorus: Zillakami]
No way, no way, no way, no way
No way, no way, no way, no way
Fuck dat, fuck dat
Nah nigga, fuck dat
Fuck dat, fuck dat
Nah nigga, fuck dat

ZILLAKAMI X SOSMULA - $HRIMP (PROD. BY THRAXX)

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