sum more ish...

[carlos]

dont talk shit behind my back, i'll make u feel my trouble
2 blk eyes and a broken nose, when u meet my knuckles
ion uck wit fake fucks that can't throw dem bows
my guns look at niggaz bisexually & says unload dem hoes
thats right, i'll blast u for da fuck of it
fuck yo gurl den leave cuz bitches aint shit
aint got time for hoes, they on da bottom wen i get mo dough
my gus are wit me just incase dey have time for foes

 

[FATAL NYGHTMARE]

Check it....

Sumthing short-&-sweet, make that ass sit back & absord-the-heat/
Do my "chores" before-I-sleep, rhymes shootin up towards-the-peak/
I blow minds and contort-the-weak, don't do no fuckin back-stabbin/
Or my muthafuckin mack's-blastin, fly ya dome till you crash-landin/
Aint nothin you can do-or-say, I'm flamed up bitch put that blue-away/
Dome shots bruise-ya-brain, bullets eject as I aim to shoot-ya-frame/
This is the North, red raggin & saggin, blastin if you sport-the-shit/
Unless of course-yer-crip, my slugs fightin, about to divorce-the-clip/

Just some shit to add on.... Good shit and stay up homeboy.

 

[carlos]

yea dat shit was nice...

 

[rob_keys]

Let me bust in this shit, like bustin' nuts on a chick //
Bustin' slugs from a clip but ain't a blood or a crip //
Ain't puttin' drugs on ya strip, shit, I'm makin' spit money //
And y'all better kick the fuck back you ain't takin' shit from me //
Did I say some shit funny? Please quit with the laughs //
I don't beef with the raps, I'll leave ya damn teeth in the grass //