U niggas better peep my sh*t!
niggas these days just talk shit//
they act all big like they toughf shit//
until they fuck wit the wrong nigga//
then u gotta call a grave digga//
so niggas u better learn before it is too late//
stop all this bullshit or u better leave this state//
but it doesent matter anyway//
cuz i will find u some day//
look u in da eye and take out my a k//
u would start to run but i would start to spray//
i wouldnt stop shooting until i shot u in da head//
and while u r laying on da floor i would shoot u 2 more times to make sure u r dead//
now what nigga//
u wish u never fucked wit this nigga//
but it is too late for that//
and now u look like a dead rat//
u shouldnt of fuck wit this cat//
but bitch u didnt know that//
yo write back!
but dont hate on me cuz u cant beat me!
WACK!!!!! yo man get off that "O.G. KILLA" SHIT! ITS PLAYED OUT LIKE FUBU WEAR!
yo why ya niggaz always hatin on someones shiot! Im sayin this nigga is new and this shiothe is doin is for fun. But im sayin if u wanna critizise do it but dont blow up my mans spot! Give props for MasterR420 for tryin kep practicin son lol lol na sike u know how we son in school well im out
Hello, Super Bitch
Hello, Super Dyke Bitch
I just love Gangsta Bitches
A word to the wise. Alotta heads here are what we call "EmCees". meaning that they can rhyme. they can rhyme multiple syllables. they can eat your LiLY aSS. Yaheardme, Gangstorio????? Keep that mindlessness shit to yourself.
PiSS and PuBiC LiCE.
with loving thoughts.,,,
GRiNNa aKa THa SMyLE CRaCKer
FoR KaTZ WiTH PLeaSaNT FaCiZ.
SCRaTCH THiS. iT iSN'T WoRTH a RePLY. eSPeCiaLLy WiTH aLL THis HTML WoRK. oHHHHHH, WeLL.
ALaS, i'M THRouGH.
this lyrical genius rhymed quite elementary...
sorry...sh!t can't be rhymed wit sh!t
u rhymed "that" wit "that"...
u rhymed "nigga" wit "nigga"...
whateva...my frikkin 5 year old cousin could be ya ass in a battle...
one~love (kcuf that i take it back)
Five Circle Ascension
[Psst]Forgot, When You Take Your Gate, Allso Grab Da GAT [Schhh]
[Psst] I'm Working On This Invention, It's A Machine That'll Make Timetravel Possible. I'd Like YOU Yes, YOU, To Participate In My Experiment. You'll Be The First One I Will Send.
How's 1994 Sound? I'll Send You To Compton, California, Hook Up With Da G's
And Take Your Gate With You, Be Straped Cause Eazy E Is Out To Get Dr. Dre Lookalikes
I'll Mail You, This Is Your Adress Right:
Poetic Disciplez '2000