Drop Uh Flow

[KODOGG]

Comin' Outa' Trunks like I hopped-out da' pool, They Call Me Kocked Out Dogg N I wont take uh Hostage// God-Blessed me like Jesus-Sneazing, Cops-Investigate KO mo' than uh Crime-Scene// Deviding-Keys cuz I cop mo than the Police, N They watch-me like I was on they Wrist//
Its Called Fate There aint No Stoppin-Dis...

 

[CURT B]

when i write-these-raps i kill all mics-and-tracks//
so its no suprise i stay on tha rise like tha price-of-gas//
and when it comes to tha price-of-raps//
i move 'units' like tha muthafuckin 'diamondbacks'//
i-am-back, no ifs ands-or-butts//
when i can-i-bust, i leave y'all like 'Luda', 'standin-up'//
damn-im-tough when it comes ta landin-cuts//
i guess some-minds just cant-adjust//
but when it comes ta punch-lines i am-wussup//
cuz when my verse-is-spit my words-are-sicc//
i leave my verbs-equipped so when ur verse-is-spit//
u can hear tha drop of a pin like u work-fa-sprint//

just a lil flow ta knock tha rust off....holla

 

[inasense206]

like michael johnson i set records when im on tracks/
in battles i dont spend no time on cats/
leavin em dead to collapse like i was the WTC/
i could rip out the crowds nerve cords and theyd still be feelin me/
been a year since i last wrote these raps/
like exlax man... the only product you give out is crap/
imma end this with one last statement inasense is back so duck down to the pavement when you hear me spray shit/


been about a year or so since ive written... sorry for the shittiness... haha


pz

 

[KODOGG]

Uppin.. Let's get some flowz crackin'...

Cops Watch Me Like I Was On ‘Dey-Wrist,
Smoke On-Zips Dat’s Da Fate-I-Chose//
Wit’ All ‘Da Weight-I-Push They Callin-Me-Obese,
KO Don’t Fuck-Wit’-Da-Police But I Can Get-Ya’-Mug-Shot //
Betta’-Run-Off If Ya Got Problems-Wit-Me,
If They Really-Got-Beef-We’ll Hang-‘Em-In-‘Da-Freezer //
Slaingin’-Or-Cheifin’ ‘N Ta’ Tha’ Game Im Dedicated,
I-Made-It-All From Change Wit' Da' Knickle-N-Dimen //
Feds-All-Ova’ Me Like They Was Sight-Seein’...

Chyea.. Let's get it crackin' like pastachios..

 

[BETO916]

when i write-these-raps i kill all mics-and-tracks//
so its no suprise i stay on tha rise like tha price-of-gas//
and when it comes to tha price-of-raps//
i move 'units' like tha muthafuckin 'diamondbacks'//
i-am-back, no ifs ands-or-butts//
when i can-i-bust, i leave y'all like 'Luda', 'standin-up'//
damn-im-tough when it comes ta landin-cuts//
i guess some-minds just cant-adjust//
but when it comes ta punch-lines i am-wussup//
cuz when my verse-is-spit my words-are-sicc//
i leave my verbs-equipped so when ur verse-is-spit//
u can hear tha drop of a pin like u work-fa-sprint//

didn't you post same verse b4?

 

[Likwid Eyece]

this vigilanti will disconnect thee enemy with plenty
so dont tempt me to gently empty a cyclone of razors correctly
step to this cannibal and tragic scenes will emerge
skull crushing bone dusting mixed with concusion and herb
swerve to lethal verbs as a weapon to destroy decoy's
create death enterprises, vacancies arise, so i begin to employ
more rotten mentals, with weak cotton like street credintials
to adopt graves, become slaves and serve hells ways away from steeples
that way you wouldn't have to parade streets as a void, you'll fill up spaces
still get decapitated head throwin over powerlines hanging by chuck laces

 

[BETO916]

y'all some super spitters

good shit

peace

 

[Sicc_Wit_It]

it's rob keys...i got the burroughs locked now //
cuz i spit so much heat i can burn ya block down //
so pulla ya glocks out cuz you fuckin' with a killa //
i cause more deaths than a columbian drug dealas //
y'all fags is posted up watchin' sex in the city //
i'm havin' sex in the hilton with paris and nikki //
listen...it's nothin' for me to strip you of ya ho //
and i don't need poker to have her strippin' from her clothes //

haha...just bullshittin' my time away. good shit from the rest of y'all though. let's keep it movin'.

 

[KODOGG]

I Dont Need Winter Ta' Bring Ma-Reign-Back //
I-Came-Back N Now They Tryin'-Ta'-Celebrate //
No Ones Fuckin' Wit' KO Like-I-Went-Celebate //
Im Watched-Like-Television...

Umm.. Chyea uppin..

 

[Sicc_Wit_It]

Blah...

I'm at war with everybody so I walk with a nine //
You'd think I was a "father" how I'm "marchin' with dimes" //
Got em like "boy, ya body is fine!" //
I should be charged with domestic violence how I'm rockin' them "Ikes" //
Keys'll straight piss on ya mans... //
Like my "fingers is chapped", I'll throw up ya set and "take a piss on my hands" //
God damn you hos ain't "Worthy"... //
I put "8 to ya chest" amd fill it full of "holes" like a Kobe jersey //

 

[KODOGG]

Im Drunk....


I Been In Court-More-Than-Jordan,
Cops At Ma Door-More-Than-Mormons //
Ya Instore-For-Comas-Fuckin-Wit-Me,
I Enjoy-The-Aroma-Of-Weed... //
.......HEY THROW-ME-THE-BLEEZ!!

Hah... Whack.. Aight then.. Uppin.

 

[FifteensNThBack]

"I put "8 to ya chest" amd fill it full of "holes" like a Kobe jersey //"

where have i heard that before...hmmm...

 

[KODOGG]

KO’s Watched Mo’-Than-Calories,
Im on display-like-uh-Gallarie //
I Love Getting-Paid-ma-Salaries,
Hustle-N-Make-Cash-Wit-Da-Calvary //
Pushin’ duffel-bags-like-I-was-travelin’,
Sav-N-Cruel All I do-is-contemplate //
Mad-At-Tha-World N Yall Fuel-Ma-Hate,
Pull-Away N Turn Dreams-Ta-Hexs//
I Love-Ta’ Take Meat-From-Chests,
I’m Bubblin’ Like Heat-Ta’-Flesh //
Keyed-As-Fuck N I Ryde-Solo,
Ma Style Leaves MCs-Wit’-Dry-Vocals //
You Couldn’t-See-Me-Wit-Bifocals,
Reside-Local N Blaze Treez-N-Da-Bay //
Im not to be crossed like-Police-Tape,
KOs Always High-Keyed-or-Baked……..


DROP IT HOT LIKE SNOOP DOGG TAKIN' A SHIT!!