milkcrate, here's the verse off of "Only The Real Gon' Feel Us" off of the Ghetto World Soundtrac.
I went from a Yayo rocc seller to a Dago top seller
And on my next album nigga I’m exposin’ all you Dago cop tellers
From all the federal indictments, real niggaz gon’ thank me for this enlighment
Cuz snitches be ridin’ around town wit’ a muthafuccen dope sellin’ license
From the Syndo and Rob Dog case Operation blue rag and red rag too nigga
And if I hear you snitched on the Coast or Emerald Hills case I’m exposin’ you too snitcher
So don’t get mad if I mention your family, nigga fucc all them rat bastards
You should’ve told your people not to go out the muthafuccin’ game ass backwards
Nigga my brother gotta do 15 years, I did 9 plus 5 probation
And the nigga that snitched on us Ernest Brooks is doin’ life for child molestation
Ain’t that a bitch, on my momma nigga fucc a S-N-I-T-C-H
Who’s the dopest on the West, when niggaz say, Lil C.S and I See The Hate
All in your pupils, I started with 9 zones and made my sacc quadruple
To 36 zips birdies flipped quicc, wit’ a fed case nigga ain’t no loop holes
You gotta do those, I come with new flows, and spit real life shit, nigga real tight shit
A nigga dis me and my steel might spit, make you feel lifeless, who’s ill like this
Nigga no one, I spit real shit and my rhyme structure ain’t basic
And how shut the haters up, is come so tight where they can’t say shit
Nigga my thug stories are actual and factual your shit is theatrical
Nigga I’ma blocc monster a 4 blocc mobsta with 2 gloccs blastin’ at you
There you go homey. 1
C.S. Heat