$TVR$

BLOKKA $OLO:

Niggas talk sick, press em' like a pill
All my niggas shoot, for fucking real
6$K niggas know the fucking deal
Send em' off in a box like a Happy Meal
When you do your little shows better check in
Where's your paid security when we step in?
Yeah I came through this bitch with a weapon
And i'm leaving with the turkey and the chicken
Yeah that nigga had a pack so I smoked it up
Told all my little homies go and roll it up
My nigga Squid got the blick and he going nuts
In VIP with yo shit, niggas loading up
They be yelling "fuck the other side" and I be yelling "who?"
Boys talk real quiet when we in the room
His hat says [redacted] on it that's how I know he a snitch
Nigga talking scary, that's how I know he a bitch
Ye though I walk through the shadow of the South Valley
If niggas coming up missing then we ain't telling
I got my gvng on my neck and my fucking belly
We might shoot the club up like DMX in Belly
They like "How you do that shit you do in Blokkaveli?"
"You the King of the motherfuckin' North Valley"
"West Side, War Zone, motherfuckin' South Valley"
Really run this bitch, We the motherfuckin' Royal Family

KILLSADIST

Fully automatic when they coming around
Blacked out fits, baby talk of the town
Saying that your shit is poppin', I don't see no one around
She wouldn't fuck with us back then but she gon' fuck with us now
Blunt after blunt, baby pound after pound
She wanna give me her brain, I kicked that bitch out the house
She can't kick it with the team
Unless she fucking, she out
Cause baby all that talk is cheap
Don't give a fuck who you 'round
Don't give a fuck I come 'round
We smoking pound after pound
I like bad bitches, coke, can you fuck with my sound?
She asked me how I do it like this
I say "I do not know how"
I like bad bitches, coke, can you fuck with my sound?