I jig like a thizz-addict, stupid-dumb automatic with lyrical magic, these poserz, I cant have it man, roll with savish clans that put holes in people like it was a habbit fam, come see me, im at the 5-1-0, sayin the bays wack, shows how much yo niggaz kno, stack figgaz and smoke dro, thats basically how everyday go, we scrape down the road, ghost ridin' so slow, OH NO!! its dem foos from the bay, comin to spray, oh shit, they comin dis way, while they runnin, we say, ANY NIGGAH OUT HERE WANT IT WIT DA BAY!?
Droppin' Sum Barz
- Thread starter NewBay510
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Thanks mayne. Imma drop anotha and switch tha style a lil.
Comin head first, hard and cold like a hearse, dispearse a verse this heat hurts,amazing how i make beats work, im foolish like dat, bumpin dem 15s, roll wit sick teams,these punks get nothin but stitched seams,who want it, ill snatch ya walet in front of you, then stare at yo ass like bitch what you wonna do?,give me a wide eye as i take flight into the night sky and pop yo ass with a left left right right goodbye, sick lines, like a Tony Montana session, come get ya lesson, betta bring ya chest protection, confidin' ya confessions in me like i was ya diary, too bad if someone famous took notice youd have a short autobiography, i slaughter 2 or 3 emcees wit ease, and put the squeeze on ya like cholesterol on ya heart vessels after eatin MickyD's, i pulled that last line outta my ass, so I guess it's either shitty or tha shit, now im outta flame so thats the end of this spit...
Comin head first, hard and cold like a hearse, dispearse a verse this heat hurts,amazing how i make beats work, im foolish like dat, bumpin dem 15s, roll wit sick teams,these punks get nothin but stitched seams,who want it, ill snatch ya walet in front of you, then stare at yo ass like bitch what you wonna do?,give me a wide eye as i take flight into the night sky and pop yo ass with a left left right right goodbye, sick lines, like a Tony Montana session, come get ya lesson, betta bring ya chest protection, confidin' ya confessions in me like i was ya diary, too bad if someone famous took notice youd have a short autobiography, i slaughter 2 or 3 emcees wit ease, and put the squeeze on ya like cholesterol on ya heart vessels after eatin MickyD's, i pulled that last line outta my ass, so I guess it's either shitty or tha shit, now im outta flame so thats the end of this spit...
Combine the mentality of a killer wit a genius/think my flows are amazing, girls wait till u see my penis/im just teasin...the ladies i stay pleasin/God Blessed me like i was sneezin'/fa sheeze an..fo real..i got skill/pot mixed wit pills then drill on a nigga that be "keepin' it trill"/fuck that i get hyphy, frequent yellow bus passanger/dropin bombs and blowin up ever nigga in the perameter/ill damage ya, cock back, smack and-or hammer ya/gon ahead and raise ya bammer up, then prepare to get snuffed, im real tough on the might, tell ya girl to slide thru, im feelin rough sex tonight/i take flight, shinnin off gods light/have these mc cats shook like stage fright