[Verse 1: Baker] Baker creepin' while you sleepin' on the track, that' to attack Bustas out here runnin' lip; talking shit behind my back If you hoe, bitch I’m foe, empathy I’m never showin' Slowly rollin' in a stolen, blacked-out hearse with rims that’s golden Dim the lights, in the days, Smoked Out Killaz in a rage Devilish is just our ways, the trio’s here to set ablaze Competition, its our mission, so I don’t care who I’m hittin' If you disrespectin' pimpin' then your fucking head I’m splittin' I don’t give a fuck, bitch, I bring it rough Speaking through the static If you think you tough; come and step I’ll show you who’s the baddest Never. Gave a. Fuck I just get drunk and I smoke some weed Shadows of the cut, resides the evil deep inside of me Hear the angels weep, as I creep up from beneath Evil shit is what I speak, this darker shit’s what I believe Feel the force, where’s the score In your head I have contort Images of death and gore, brainwashed, killed and on the floor Follow me, won’t be missed Never happy; always pissed TENNGAGE, HYDRA MANE and BAKER bringing that devil shit [Verse 2: HYDRA MANE] HYDRA MANE, in the shadows creeping with the Glock 9 All the bustas scatter when The Devil’s Trio come around 3 killers from the SHOP, strapped up Down for a murder man Plastic curled up in my trunk Rollin' down the fuckin' strip That’s the fuckin' devil shit Smokin' dimes; ‘stead I can’t pronounce fuckin’ out the whip Pulled up on your whole damn clique What you standin' for? Mass murder on your ass, like I’m Charlie Manson, hoe Pimpin' since still pimpin' On my grind, all the time Get me back, to your head, if you try to fuck with my point blank And I gotta get my cheese, so I’m creepin' thru the night In a blacked out hearse, got the devil by my side Screamin' DOOMSHOP, DOOMSHOP Til’ I fuckin' die Got the Mossberg pump, and with that I take your life First 40k, all these bustas defecate On the playa from the south When you're [?] You get shot, to the ground Dev-lish 3, in your town Fuck with us; we bustin' rounds Smokin' bud, by the pound Here, I bring that evil sound
Baker creepin' while you sleepin' on the track, that' to attack Bustas out here runnin' lip; talking shit behind my back If you hoe, bitch I’m foe, empathy I’m never showin' Slowly rollin' in a stolen, blacked-out hearse with rims that’s golden Dim the lights, in the days, Smoked Out Killaz in a rage Devilish is just our ways, the trio’s here to set ablaze Competition, its our mission, so I don’t care who I’m hittin' If you disrespectin' pimpin' then your fucking head I’m splittin' I don’t give a fuck, bitch, I bring it rough Speaking through the static If you think you tough; come and step I’ll show you who’s the baddest Never. Gave a. Fuck I just get drunk and I smoke some weed Shadows of the cut, resides the evil deep inside of me Hear the angels weep, as I creep up from beneath Evil shit is what I speak, this darker shit’s what I believe Feel the force, where’s the score In your head I have contort Images of death and gore, brainwashed, killed and on the floor Follow me, won’t be missed Never happy; always pissed TENNGAGE, HYDRA MANE and BAKER bringing that devil shit [Verse 2: HYDRA MANE] HYDRA MANE, in the shadows creeping with the Glock 9 All the bustas scatter when The Devil’s Trio come around 3 killers from the SHOP, strapped up Down for a murder man Plastic curled up in my trunk Rollin' down the fuckin' strip That’s the fuckin' devil shit Smokin' dimes; ‘stead I can’t pronounce fuckin’ out the whip Pulled up on your whole damn clique What you standin' for? Mass murder on your ass, like I’m Charlie Manson, hoe Pimpin' since still pimpin' On my grind, all the time Get me back, to your head, if you try to fuck with my point blank And I gotta get my cheese, so I’m creepin' thru the night In a blacked out hearse, got the devil by my side Screamin' DOOMSHOP, DOOMSHOP Til’ I fuckin' die Got the Mossberg pump, and with that I take your life First 40k, all these bustas defecate On the playa from the south When you're [?] You get shot, to the ground Dev-lish 3, in your town Fuck with us; we bustin' rounds Smokin' bud, by the pound Here, I bring that evil sound
"SO IM CREEPIN THROUGH THE NIGHT IN A BLACKED OUT HEARSE, GOT THE DRVIL BY MY SIDE" 😈😈
DRVIL
@@pleasedontkillyourself1465 Hi
Wtf did i just find this is fire 🔥
"damn whered you get this"
the beat of this is INSANE
I really cant wait for whats to come of this channel! Ive been hoping for this, for a while now!
word homie
also been cravin some doomshop/sixset wallpapers tbh these guys got some sick graphics
Y'all Never Disappoint🔥🔥
[Verse 1: Baker]
Baker creepin' while you sleepin' on the track, that' to attack
Bustas out here runnin' lip; talking shit behind my back
If you hoe, bitch I’m foe, empathy I’m never showin'
Slowly rollin' in a stolen, blacked-out hearse with rims that’s golden
Dim the lights, in the days, Smoked Out Killaz in a rage
Devilish is just our ways, the trio’s here to set ablaze
Competition, its our mission, so I don’t care who I’m hittin'
If you disrespectin' pimpin' then your fucking head I’m splittin'
I don’t give a fuck, bitch, I bring it rough
Speaking through the static
If you think you tough; come and step
I’ll show you who’s the baddest
Never. Gave a. Fuck
I just get drunk and I smoke some weed
Shadows of the cut, resides the evil deep inside of me
Hear the angels weep, as I creep up from beneath
Evil shit is what I speak, this darker shit’s what I believe
Feel the force, where’s the score
In your head I have contort
Images of death and gore, brainwashed, killed and on the floor
Follow me, won’t be missed
Never happy; always pissed
TENNGAGE, HYDRA MANE and BAKER bringing that devil shit
[Verse 2: HYDRA MANE]
HYDRA MANE, in the shadows creeping with the Glock 9
All the bustas scatter when The Devil’s Trio come around
3 killers from the SHOP, strapped up
Down for a murder man
Plastic curled up in my trunk
Rollin' down the fuckin' strip
That’s the fuckin' devil shit
Smokin' dimes; ‘stead I can’t pronounce fuckin’ out the whip
Pulled up on your whole damn clique
What you standin' for?
Mass murder on your ass, like I’m Charlie Manson, hoe
Pimpin' since still pimpin'
On my grind, all the time
Get me back, to your head, if you try to fuck with my point blank
And I gotta get my cheese, so I’m creepin' thru the night
In a blacked out hearse, got the devil by my side
Screamin' DOOMSHOP, DOOMSHOP
Til’ I fuckin' die
Got the Mossberg pump, and with that I take your life
First 40k, all these bustas defecate
On the playa from the south
When you're [?]
You get shot, to the ground
Dev-lish 3, in your town
Fuck with us; we bustin' rounds
Smokin' bud, by the pound
Here, I bring that evil sound
I fw the songs I’ve heard by hydra and devilish trio. Ready to hear more
idk if i got all u and the trios songs but my playlist stay bumping you guys and some of the doomshop playas🔥🔥🔥🔥
smoked out killaz in a rage 🔥 the trio
Devilish trio is the best! Keep up da good work
preciate the luv playa
@@615hydra mystic J-C, da mystic terror, la clique mortelle are fake my dear hydra
one of my favs 🔥❤
Straight banger 🔥🔥🔥
HEAT!
This deserves way more veiws
🔥🔥🔥hell yeahh manne
Criminally underrated
SMOKED OUT
🔥
Топ
🔥🔥🔥
fucking love this shit
Still bumping 😈🌙
kreepin while u sleepin
@DevilishTrio can yall give us the lyrics? that would be dope
im looking for lyrics
Аhуен4ик!!!!🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
Idk who hotter
Tenngage on the beat or baker & Hydra raising hell
DOOMSHOP
🔥🔥🎵🎶🎧 neva gave a FUCK I just get drunk and I smoke some weed @undergroundmixtape
Som de louco !!!! ☠️☠️☠️💥
como um normie consegue achar musica assim, tf
só por falar normie ja sei q é otário
@@Shoegazer-sx1dt
vai escutar teus funk baile da prenha vai
i ala o mlk se achando o brabao kkk
@@Shoegazer-sx1dt
quando não se tem argumentos é só falar q a pessoa está se achando o "brabao"
Baker creepin' while you sleepin' on the track, that' to attack
Bustas out here runnin' lip; talking shit behind my back
If you hoe, bitch I’m foe, empathy I’m never showin'
Slowly rollin' in a stolen, blacked-out hearse with rims that’s golden
Dim the lights, in the days, Smoked Out Killaz in a rage
Devilish is just our ways, the trio’s here to set ablaze
Competition, its our mission, so I don’t care who I’m hittin'
If you disrespectin' pimpin' then your fucking head I’m splittin'
I don’t give a fuck, bitch, I bring it rough
Speaking through the static
If you think you tough; come and step
I’ll show you who’s the baddest
Never. Gave a. Fuck
I just get drunk and I smoke some weed
Shadows of the cut, resides the evil deep inside of me
Hear the angels weep, as I creep up from beneath
Evil shit is what I speak, this darker shit’s what I believe
Feel the force, where’s the score
In your head I have contort
Images of death and gore, brainwashed, killed and on the floor
Follow me, won’t be missed
Never happy; always pissed
TENNGAGE, HYDRA MANE and BAKER bringing that devil shit
[Verse 2: HYDRA MANE]
HYDRA MANE, in the shadows creeping with the Glock 9
All the bustas scatter when The Devil’s Trio come around
3 killers from the SHOP, strapped up
Down for a murder man
Plastic curled up in my trunk
Rollin' down the fuckin' strip
That’s the fuckin' devil shit
Smokin' dimes; ‘stead I can’t pronounce fuckin’ out the whip
Pulled up on your whole damn clique
What you standin' for?
Mass murder on your ass, like I’m Charlie Manson, hoe
Pimpin' since still pimpin'
On my grind, all the time
Get me back, to your head, if you try to fuck with my point blank
And I gotta get my cheese, so I’m creepin' thru the night
In a blacked out hearse, got the devil by my side
Screamin' DOOMSHOP, DOOMSHOP
Til’ I fuckin' die
Got the Mossberg pump, and with that I take your life
First 40k, all these bustas defecate
On the playa from the south
When you're [?]
You get shot, to the ground
Dev-lish 3, in your town
Fuck with us; we bustin' rounds
Smokin' bud, by the pound
Here, I bring that evil sound
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