3 v 1 I

Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/0Z49LHJfqBzbCiURQ6vRP9

Lyrics:
Analogue le vous (like the you) (x2)
When yo bitch is talkin but she do not order food
All these mf look analogue le vous
Copyin you, not somethin I do

You ask what we do
Ridin wit da crew
In the city nightlight bitch act like she knew
When I got the dew
Mix it with some brew
Tipsy off my fuckin mind this flirtin shit is thru

I dont wait no more winnin on my mind
The childish bullshit ended on this line
I do so much dumbshit I finna be fined
You tellin me be patient but Im runnin out of time

Analogue le vous (like the you) (x2)
When yo bitch is talkin but she do not order food
All these mf look analogue le vous
Copyin you not somethin I can do

Like You +Josh Petruccio

Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/0BSC9PhXPwhNUbnGiE4kiz

Mixed and Written by Big Roshi
Produced by Classixs Beats

She gone drink my liquor
Beg for acres
Wakeup all the neighbours
Puttin in no labor
She a wildcard baby bitch a handle with no talent
Some rolly chasin trailer trash money makin magnet

She wont take a drink less it cost whole ten dollars
Attracted to some ballers
Wolf whistle is what calls her
I mean this bitch is some freaky nasty
Crall up on yo drugs so swiftly
Fucks with you if you drop 50
Ask for becky she’ll bring tiffeny

Cocaine kisses (x8)

Only be fuckin with ballers
But sucks any dick for a dolla
The cocaine the music the prada
She lives for the rush like her mama (x2)

Her shit aint laced
Powder in her face
Never seen at day
Drinks all night and sleeps away

And this bowl aint made for two
And this cig aint made for two
I have no kindling to you
Maybe after shot or two

Cus im so evil boi
Evil kenevil boi
Ill strip her down and beat it once just to feel it boi
I got red bull in my blood
And this green just aint enough
And this lean just aint enough
Drink a brew and puke it up

White Girl +Classixs

Mixed and Written by Big Roshi
Produced by Monty Datta

Lyrics:
How can I love you when I cant love myself
How can I trust you when I dont trust myself
I put faith in your decisions and your heart
You can hold me together or rip me apart

You can get all of what I give you from someone else
But you still say that you dont want no one else
At first it scared me how much I saw thru your smile
Your imperfections could keep me enthralled for miles

You actually make me happy
But please baby dont think im sappy
This aint a love song or sad one no
This is me saying your the last of my hope

I dont want love if its not you and me
Not scared of your name this for you tori
I cant say that I love you no not yet
But ill stay by you as long as you let

But I cant promise that my head wont change
So baby please just understand my twisted brain
I spend everyday contemplating killing myself
I dont wanna hurt you but Im not well

Faith +Monty Datta

Written by Big Roshi and Ak
Mixed by Big Roshi
Produced by DiRT

https://soundcloud.com/ak-5ents-ak

Lyrics:
You think that im stupid?
Try me
Ima pull up wit a 33
N 4 deep
Finna slide up to yo dam place
N make it creak
blank stainless metal shank
For me

Stab stab in the bitches face
For free
Never catch me rottin in a cell
Or county
I keep the chillest plugs n downest hoes
Round me
I got a bag of the loudest loud
For cheap

30 crispy dollars for a half a gram of ice
40 dollars for a half of gram of white girls paradise

Blocka blocka if make me tell you twice
None these prices negotiable you better show up right

I got louie V bitches
N insane hittas
If you get bigga
Then we pull the trigga

This life aint nice
N neither is we
Everywhere I go
I got a felony on me

And these bitches love it up
these percies makin me throw up
Whats your plans I never know what
But this bitch backin up her butt

I sell a gram of fire to some 30 year old
3 days later 15 year old overdose
When the autopsy came back there was cocaine in his nose
But the family was too embaressed to pursue it no more
It be like that
Better backtrack
Before you end up on that map
Got the beer on tap
And the drugs on tap
N yo bitch want sack
Both ways at that

The fuck you mean
Your life aint clean
Roll up wit the team
Succeed pop a bean
I rock a holy necklass
Just to prove its pointless
All yall fuckin reckless
heed my discretion


Fuck up all yo peace ill leave a bomb inside yo cardigan
Now that roshi bossin up doubt that my card will decline again

Bitch, betta back it up
All them act like animals

Do you think Im stupid (x8)

Stupid feat. Ak +DiRT

Written by Big Roshi and Ak
Mixed by Big Roshi
Produced by Poloboy81

Lyrics:

Roshi
I used to stay up till 2am playin my gamecube
Play that $ki mask track where he say achoo
I dont care what you do boi stay in school
Steady lookin up to me like pizza on the roof

Ak
Used to play atari now i wanna whip a rari
Pull up on yo bitch and she ride me like a harley
Got the 4 door car with my bodygaurds behind me
aint no body rob me aint nobody finna try me

How the fuck am I crazy y'all been takin peyote
Chillin in the woods thinkin yo dumbass a coyote
Weird clvn shit rock it to the motion
Locomotive finna pop a potion
Fuckin up a function

And I always got versace
Someone fucking watch me man I pull up onna half a xan and me her do pilates
kick it like karate but im spicy like wasabi
and I do her body sloppy that my mf hobby

jock
Cuttin up a rock
Bitch steady hatin while she suckin on my cock

Woman confuse me bruh

I dont know how it work for them but
They love me when they hate me

I smoke weed
I smoke blunts
28gs
Stuff it in a blunt

Chillin in the cut
Grabbin on her but
If she fuckin wit the demon
Then she better shut it up

Ya them hoes stay hatin cause Im rockin with my haitians bitch im chillin with jamaicains but yo ass steady hatin cus im ballin on dem bitches and Im skatin
kick flip tre flip bitch flip
pls j hit my line cus i wanna get my dick licked
sick shit
hoes walkin up but i gotta be quick with the hit stick
gotta be quick on my sick shit
make her do the splits she go slip slip

Ion like yip yap talk
Or no kiss n tell bitch
One finger down her throat
Four fingers in the snitch
If the pussy talkin shit
Throw his in the abyss
Rip malcolm
His songs are always hits

I dont know you boy you cannot take a hit of nun uh dis
Pack a woody till she leakin like ill do to one yo kids
Im not savage im just honest im a jar without a lid
Not good at cardio but im still runnin from the feds
Got a multi thousand dollar company without no help
Every time I make a rack I put that shit up on a shelf
Still make enough to flex on yall and look out for myself
I aint try be a hero Im just tryna live in wealth

But its not a legal company
You think I want your company
Sometimes i play some cardi b
Cmon i said that with loyalty

Hard times
I been up just spazzin thinkin bout some shit like all night
Shut off all my brain and lose myself inside these coke lines
Never fuckin sleepin stayin up until I see the light
Drinkin 40s poppin 30s make it so ion feel alive
Dont care bout what you say lil boi youll never be inside my life

Big Roshi x Ak - Nun Uh Dis +Poloboy81

Music Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kKAD9SjbaU8&feature=youtu.be

Mixed and Written by Big Roshi
Produced by Eskry

Lyrics:
FoH you kitten
4 more million
Make mo guala than yo daddy in 4 door civic

4 more writtens
4 door livin
Make mo money than yo daddy in a 4 door civic

You been livin wit yo wifey what that makin you?
You been sittin on yo ass like what you finna do?
Steady actin like you got a say in this
You gave up before you had a shot at being rich
You just a bitch

I dont need no friends
Finna cop a allwhite benz
Drop the rest on gucci shades (wit the) wit the tinted lense

Drop 400 on a belt just to give it to one my friends
Im not selfless im just righteous moral high on all my men

If we pull up
We hook up 
Then scrapyard all yo shit
Wearin sick shit
We drip drip
Water wet on yo bitch
Choke slam her
Then buy fur
She like it wit my clique
She wont reply
Please dont deny
I just stole yo bitch hah

Big Roshi - FoH +Eskry

Mixed and Written by Big Roshi
Produced by Eskry

Lyrics:
Lil Bitch my voice on god
Please dont go if ya beef dont start (please dont speak if you dont know nun)
Fuck ya drink gimme dirty cola
Dread head homie from the trinidad

Big pack smokin ima big blo bloke
Bands comin in from my homies 4 door
Cant cop nothin cus we not that broke
Leasin fo pussies all cash all dope

Live on smoke and ingest that steam
Always down for it always wi my beam
Dante droppin fire dont ever be sleep
Down south dirty boys servin up yo fiends

Got money in da back
Finna go n stack
Sell to ya trap
Put it on the map
Nug game brazy
Sticky like its sap
Smoke it once
You wont ever go back

Diety +Eskry

Mixed and Written by Big Roshi and BRUHMANEGOD
Produced by TreeTime

Lyrics:

BIG ROSHI
Piss on the soil wit some bloody drainage
Shit these drugs gone make me brainless
Oxycodon percs u name it
And dont tell me shit bout what I should do

Bitch you not no fan of me
Tell me more bout sanity
You act so right n act so free
Black spit losin loyalties

Offended by words but not by murda
Dont test me im a big boy hurta
I got big boy glocks n big boy shootas
Scooted on a pussy nah Im lootin all his moola

Do not try to hide it
Do not try to fight it
Its contagious youll contrive it
Tainted lungs hack tar on diamonds

I dont want to
I dont need to
I could die here
Drown in quaaludes 

Bring yo friends well
Drown in black spit
Rejoice the end well
Drown in black spit

BMG
all u kids make this shit too damn easy
ion wanna hear nothin if it dont please me
make like the rest, if you smart gon leave me
beat n deceased if you try to defeat me
everybody fallin outta line so its time
ion hear em whine, i remind, fuck rewinding
dont throw ya links in my face, shit is tiring
i dont have time to listen i jus want silence
pickin apart the pack and pack it in, its saccharine
enough with the maggots, i am attacking, this a battle bitch
leave in the past, i'm bleedin on rags, leave me to pass
feedin em rats, seein it thru, seein it last
ion wanna hear none of tha bullshit
ion wanna hear none what u pushin

Big Roshi x BRUHMANEGOD - Black Spit +TreeTime

Mixed by Big Roshi
Written by Big Roshi & Ak
Produced by Flacko J

Big Roshi x Ak - DCTMSIPRY +Flacko J

Mixed and Written by Big Roshi
Produced by Breezeh

Lyrics:
Ready man go (x8)

go(x16)

And the powder make me fast now
But the liquor it got me slow now
Stay in my room cant go out
If I pop up at the function might get thrown out

Ima get real mad
Yo face get backhand
Im the xan man
Yo bitch is a fan

I fuckin shoot dads
I give em two taps
Keep the mac at pad
I will do that

Bitch you talkin big lil boy you betta fuckin earn it
If I catch a weakness I will grab it and Ill hurt it
The money you been makin is mine if I wanna take it
Only rappin with consent lil boy Ill fuckin rape it

Waitin
I hate it
Feel like I am satan

Crazy
Phase me
Ima snuff some whitney

hook

Psychosis +Breezeh

Mixed and Written by Big Roshi
Produced by Kilmonglue

Lyrics:
Big brown mop
Wat me flex drop top

Fiji water drip
I done got it nonstop

Pop the trunk
Now they movin slow tik tok

She in love
Cus I gave her that big cock

Talkin all that smack lil bitch youll know Ill never care about it
You just finna flock to dem befo you know a thing about it
I pour sierra mist inside the wok I don think about it
Pussy ass child u been drinkin miller lite like

Naruto shippuden she beatin my meat
Tamin my beast jinchuuriki
Yea I like it rare cus I tongue that pink
Buy that bitch some studio minc

Give her that dress cus she like it HUH
Give her that dick cus she need it AHHH
She got mad at me cus I got so greedy UhUH
WHO THE FUCK PAY MY BILLS that be me b

I dont give a fuck whatchu say
Fuck watchu make
I go hit a licc
I make million in an hour

If I didnt blow money on drugs Id be rich
But that shit too slick got a rack n made it flip

Flow too crazy







Pickin mine
Second line
I dont mind

Stayin up
Stayin up
Way too many nights

Writing songs
Makin bars
Fly like kite

Still sick
Witta dick
Fuckin on a dyke

Im ignorant
Tellin me different
Ill slap a grandparent

Better pick a better bar before ya rap get
Buried in

Sickinin
You made a rap like that and even writin it

Pitchin it
Ya pussy ass rap aint really doin it

Naruto shippuden she beatin my meat
Tamin my beast jinchuuriki
Yea I like it rare cus I tongue that pink
Buy that bitch some studio minc

Flow Too Crazy +Kilmonglue

Mixed and Written by Big Roshi
Produced by Oakerdidit

Lyrics:
Im not really a demon
Or a monster
Im just a big asshole witta problem

Barely coppin bottles
Not wastin dollars
Just gettin started
I hope ya stronger

All these pillhead junkies tryna judge shit
All these white collar fuckwits tryna know shit
And the feds sit back just pickin off the rest
Drought been hittin like every fuckin year

You been sellin pills to kids n actin like its wrong
I been takin pills from kids then fuckin on they moms
Ima hardhead spitfuck dippin in the wrong
Percocet molly water then a line after the bong

Fuck it
Judge me
Pussy
I been makin money
I run thru the dungeon
You huggin on honeys
Blew my dam mind
When the bitch said that she done it
I done finished packin baggies
If I see the lights Im runnin

Keep it real (x8)

Tell that bitch to get the bill
Im forreal
I aint payin no ones ticket 
Unless they inside my will
I done totaled every whip I had
But they still give me wheels
I dont care whos life I ruine
Cus I gotta make the mills



Like OKAY
I might haveta cop another gun
Like OKAY
I dont give a shit about a model
Like OKAY
You just notha prissy instagram lil
THANG
I don fucked half yo friends fore I met u

Homie just take my advice dont step to
Dont let that internet confidence mess u
Cus i smoke 3.5 fore I at you
Then I drop 3 35s when I see u

Keep it real!

Keep It Real +Oakerdidit

Mixed and Written by Big Roshi
Produced by Breezeh

Lyrics:
Up the glock at the party make these pussy wanna bounce
Boy its Funny how you runnin when Im splittin up the crowd
Everytime I dip the function boy you wanna run ya mouth
everytime we face to face you wanna gas me for some clout

Ima nerd
A turd
Give a fuck bout watchu heard

Oh you like old roshi
You a goddam poser

You dont even know who the dakoulas blackman was
You dont even know the things I had to do in the mud
Quit acting like we buddies boy we never talked once
I been sittin in my room alone I barely like hugs

See the point is
I was never fuckin famous

Yall didnt hear shit
Now yall got yall to blame it

I didnt have plays on
None my old shit
No one gave a fuck
So nobodys gonna see it

All you weak ass pussies tryna make me defeatist
Man not one song ever gettin deleted

New Roshi Sucks +Breezeh

Written and Mixed by Big Roshi
Produced by Oakerdidit

Lyrics:
I just achieved perfect form n I dont wanna talk to you
I just spent the last 10 days smokin blunts alone in my room
I aint got connections my family dont like me no more
Pop a percocet and crush a oxy put that up my nose

Downers are my go to the uppers make me too anxious bro
After I go dumb I go stupid then I go retard mode
Opposite of what u think from tropic thunder movie quote
Might go ben stiller n be a fool but still be a rich ass hoe

I just ate a pill and in 10 minutes ima throw it up
I stay unaffiliated but the gangstas fuck wit us
Roshi wit the product cus he bought it never gave a fuck
Who the fuck be talkin i could shut it witta 20 buck

And honestly
I cant give a reason that youd follow me
And probably
Im the worst person to be honoring
The thought of it
Screaming swears words at the parliment
Its heartening
Knowing none of yall could ever harvest it

Lil homie been circlin the block
His homie got murda got shot
Now he on my phone textin caps all hot
Boy best keep it trill for i drop anotha op



I am a reject
I do not socialize
Hang with a degen
Watch me get immortalized
Like a demon
Watch me persuade ya life
It be a Bad guy
Big lies
I cant give a fuck why

Reject Social +Oakerdidit

Written and Mixed by Big Roshi
Produced by D i R T

Lyrics:

Bitch dont talk to me
Rather sit here in my silence
Close my eyes so I cant see
Got no ice but im so icey
Lost my feelings with my pride
All their faces I keep seeing
I know I know
I died this time


Screamin
Scream my name
They screamin

Bitch dont talk to me
I got issues with people I hate em
Bitch dont talk to me
I prefer when Im alone why i say
Bitch dont talk to me
I got nothing to contribute
Bitch dont talk to me
Ahh I know Im making it worse n now I

Live inside her fantasies
I Know what they would have with me
Ima demon inside a shell
A carcass if its poetry

Focus up on the death of me
Comin like it was meant for me
All  these lightborn prophets
N angels couldnt uh left from me

My friends die one by one by one

(x2)

Hook 

AY AY AY

Cotard Delusion +D i R T

Music Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F4mroeGGgjk&lc=Ugy0Y9DBvPp-03kEMhp4AaABAg

Written by Big Roshi and Evol Buudega
Mixed by Big Roshi
Produced by Oakerdidit

Lyrics:
I dont wanna talk unless you talkin bout thepay
If you fuckin walkin betta hope you out my way
I just picked a bag of different product out of state

Lil boy you a got a punchable face

like okay
Give me different reason I might have ta end the play
Got some trust issues I dont listen less you gang {take ya blews off}
Pull up wit a 30 let it bang into yo face{blow ya nuse ooff}
You rappers aint no leaders get the fuck up out my place
So much eroma from diplomas bitch i stay capped 
Take yo bitch i dont want her so i stay wrapped
pregunta for da new ya cuz i stay strapped
ak 4 play          push tuupees  bacc
I dont really care Ill write it in a fuckin song like
 gotta lotta hair yung samson boy strong like
Pissin off authority Im walkin off a fine line
Risking life majority tryin find mine



Punk ass Presidents and Punk ass Politicians
Punk ass gangsters and Punk ass Rap Submission
Money on some gold eye always on a silent mission
Put a silencer on n pop you in yo shit like double O seven

Big Roshi x Evol Buudega - Hood Booger +Oakerdidit (Music Video In Desc.)

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