The producer who sampled this is cold blooded he did an awesome job!! For those who want to know where the sample came from the artist name is Willie Tee song called moment of truth... Just thought I'd share my music knowledge..
This Is My Favorite Hip-Hop Song - KTFO214 - Tha Mobb - Dwayne Michael Carter Jr. Lil Wayne [Produced By The Platinum Heatmakerz] [Year: 2005] [Album: Tha Carter II]
I came here for the beat…but As I scroll down…I just see a lot of unsigned talent…WORDZ 2 da wise…Dont let that talent go to waste…like Wayne said “I AINT DUCCN CUZ IM RIGHT HERE…IM DRESSING UP, AND ION CARE WHO AT THAT TOP OF THE STAIRZ…IM STEPPING UP” 💯
My ambition is equal to my hunger when I go through starvation, I put in work everyday to show dedication, no motivation just took the option of action to start up the ignition, no affiliation just my creation meeting up to people expectation,
I was pushing out the White Ford, stolen goods and the real Caine/ Went through the bullshit, prompted me to feel change/ Still deranged, though, peel the gauge/ Hit your chest like, I jumped on you from up top the steel cage/ It's real strange, these rappers talk hot shit, but most of them is real tame/ Scope got you in kill range, hopin you feel pain/ Rifle hit you like a gazelle in an open field plain/ I'm focused, at this rate, I feel like the mixtape Lil Wayne
4th quarter, tryin to meet the quota, but i came up broke, flatter than club soda intellect like yoda when i dont stay sober, the search for the 10th wonder is over see one thing about me is im a gunner like soldiers, aimin at the cash the fame is bout to pass puttin the flame up to the grass, tryin to take my mind forward maybe preoccupied with the past but im past it its over i aint budgin, might as well call the tow-ers if you a star then i'm a supernova
Wayne in his prime vibes, I’m spitting these diatribes at critics inside my mind, it’s true Criticism too hard to find, It’s hardly identified, But I ain’t solidified, Especially liquid cried threw the tears I was fallin behind, Stallin a climb destined to bring many of shine
STUNNA, pop a bottle baby peel us a blunt let's eat, and talk about all of the niggaz we cut, but, you know what let's not fuck up our lunch, that's real shit if you ever seen such, chuch, Tha mobb... Nicca
“When the jungle was open I rolled in with the riders Stole food from the bears and brought it back to the lions Hold court with the ape, I'm a gorilla but lighter (yeah Wit' the eye of a tiger, the heart of a fighter, yeah Start 'em, ignite 'em (yeah), I walk through fire Watch the flames start multiplyin', whoo, yeah” probably my favorite part but the outro is cold too
freestyle fever...hot beat eater/ young supastar keep a car full a divas/ flow sick spit measel, i'm the shit without a reason/ bless mics spit sick like i'm sneezing love that beat, had to kill it real quick
im speakin from tha heart im layin in the dark waitin on the day that life never passes away im killin like david spade im laughin at the niggas that aint gettin laid they jus makin way for the don to escape im killin im hotter than a hot plate can you relate im flowin like the great lake slithering like a snake no cake for you mi dear nothin but fear
i kno one day ima make it, i got a feelin an jus cant shake it, was raised not to praise shit, only to sell weed and get blazed, i cant even remember past yesterday, but fuck it, ill jus make songs till my lungs quit, spit a remix u cant resist, my fuckin minds a twist, grind hit hard like a fist, but i only wish i could get tha chance, record once, national rap champ,
The boy a monster a terror I once sadimised this chick named cara I'm the realest most authentic nigga of my era no backspace button cuz with me there's no error Im sitting here in the winners circle cuz with the fruits of labor I'm a sharer
That nine hit chew but that 30/30 slit chew and yo on her knees adjusting that mistle,rip rip how ya momma miss you and I kno you remember how the team flipped you..more to come by charvonte
Londons da city where rappers dont go play, famous rappers get wrapped up for gold chains, for my doe stack i thank crack and cocaine, and all them robberies dat we did on the train, back wen i was young buck supposed to be playin games, instead i was on da block straight insane, doe gota be maintained so im flippin up da game, got a glock top shot coz i got great aim,
more money like a banker, real estate agent, or a big money chaser i just get money man i dont need favors. flow like ice cream man i got more flavor, im shockin this game man we dont need a taser, flow swifter than taylor get played like john mayer..... haters they need prayer and im cooler than the air...in the fan im the man get lost like gilligan
7th grade started fuckin with weed/ now ninth grade/ my parents think im a straight up fiend/ got nice game/ but been more focused, on findin the right potion/ need to get high/ probly find me with bloodshot eyes/ grades dropped now im failin my classes/ was an honor student but now im below average/ my parents say im fuckin my life up, lets be for real/ drinkin and poppin pills got me lookin like im ill/ i like this life, my friends say im livin shitty/ i dont give a fuck if i die before fifty
in the corner of the ally's where they might find ur body/ tell the coroner to hurry up its cold and ur now rotting/ ankles sprained brains showin, its rainin ur eroding/ hurricane leave u floatin, smokin strains so potent/ strange ways im a poet, put the gauge to u rodents, find ur way to the ocean, feeling waves of emotion/
okay yeah R.I.P to shela and E mac.the family miss yeah you staring at the gun you staring at the gun /the battles was over/ and the bullet won/ x4 man we grew up together/i thought id never see the day/ someone gonna have hell to pay /we wish you was still here/ but where is here when there is no fear/two bullets to the head man thats a cold crack.dont even find it funny.the family had yo back /so we not goin back.all my rhymes are true so i dedicate this one to you
im at the top like everest, bout to free fall forever bitch// and im never comen down like the ground does not exist// look around its common sense,// my flow produces ultra sound so you can even see that babys kick// to my sick articulate lyrics spit meticulate// and i get that grade A brain i call it limitless,// picture this, the best in the game said listen up, why you standen kid?// its simple shit, understand the basics an let yah talent do the rest of it// who wants it? hhahaha
im da dirty south jay z da Mississippi 2pac dis world so sick a nikka had to get flu shots who is hotter dan me I kno u not bruh u cold like an igloo im too hot I want it homie u flossin like u got it or u made it I aint neva had shit u can call me constipated shid fuck it im da greatest shit im wid it is u wid it bruh my name lo gudda puttin on for Mississippi off da top of da head homie lets go
i run da fuckin mobb like im da ring leader, u can compare me 2 these cup cakes but im still sweeter, na iternet gangsta i aint on a tweeter, im jus ridin with a bad bitch in a 2 seater, i got double heaters for all my hatin foes, mad cuz im getin cash n they aint stackin doe, i dont act up i jus let da tech hicup, leave ur body in a stage where it cant get up, have u small fries covered in red but it aint ketchup, i dare da cops 2 come n try 2 get us,
Pain and stress in my heart and brain/ nobody there for me i feel thats ashame/ I feel hurt but i try to keep a straight face/ it feels im moving in slow mo as the world move at a fast pace/ sober most my life i dealt wit my own depression/ on top of this depression/ doubled up on that now im stression wit pain in my heart/ but i picked up rap and i love the art/ cause now i come from my heart it's real/ everything in rap i bascilly feel/ i found my friend/ Rap till the end/
see the beat i dive in, droppin bombs bin laden/ bitch its young deezy fuckin duckin from them sirens/ you know that we goons homie quick to bring the violence/ if he fuckin wit my bread i might just close his eyelids/ im in, all black strapped to the back man/ eatin beats left and right lookin like im pacman/ leave holes all through em leave em lookin like an afghan/ if he fuck with mine leave his body in his trashcan/
Not cash money it’s Gas money fill up the tank/, hit the dispo witcha girl and buy us some dank/. I dont think. Unless it’s in my pedigree/ 2 zans a blunt and a norco was the recipe/ Don’t think less of me/I did it for years/ then I spent months in jail without any beers/ it fucked up my psyche I was an addict/ when I touched down I went right back at it/ had to get a grip instead of go harder/ couple more down the road turns out I have a daughter/ that all it took to completely turn it around/ only thing I do now is blow purp by the pound/ I was found/ God finally got me straightened out / time to skate downtown c ya later now/
its the metaphor monsta wit insomia even while he a sleeps he writes ryhmes and blows ganja they say once upon a time there was a kid who could spit shit like dis but he was pussy and ending up in a ditch with he neck and wrist slit not a happy ending but he was pretending but im way different i got talent and my hardnes came with it spitting hard is my religoin so if this shit is wack then i must be sinnin....if u like or think it was wak comment back
ya im younging, still on my grind/ im just tryin to shine/ tingles down my spine/ when i hit the blunt, i blow the most smoke/ ya i dont fuck with coke/ that shit'll make me choke/ stop me in my tracks/ now thats a setback, i can't do that/ just need to get this crack/ get this money, support my honey/ i know she love me back, she mean the world to me/ just like my mommy, yah i love u mommy/ i miss you mommy/ u been so good to me mommy/ and i promise, one day ill be there/ sayin prayers, just...
ima monster feel my wrath an if ya sellin tell'em dat i still want half or tonight dat pure white he want have share?neva, unless i fall weak 2 da bench press first time i made 2 stacks in a day i bought 6techs i meant dat bet wat u wanna i stretch nigga mamas,come from wit no armor wat did ya forger 2 alarm ya itz tha mobb ti'll harm ya i slob on ya cuz shit i spit sick plus da tatts on my arm money got lucky written in my charm
hard body now my lungs hurtin,smoke good you can close the curtain,lighter workin,got my rymes to this blunt,got the paper in the trunk,smell that kush its that funk,70 real groovy she ask who shagged me mrs lady was a groupie,this beat is liltunechi's,yea wats up doc but my verse goin looney,my lines are like scripts wen u read u'll think your n my movie,spit loogies,like firing ozzies,her bubble ass bounce on my dick like i was sittin in a jacoozi,but werin coogi,fresh from head 2 feet,MGE
MIDWEST?? Bitch you thank u go hard Well i goes way harda Im the hottest nigga after the carta' Flip'n threw more paper than harry potta Was raised without a fatha Ill slawta a nigga if i half 2 To feed my daughta "Yeeeaah" Blood Red Apple Charga The DOPE HOOD watcha Rusted Swiss Blade would gap u Wurse than a bookmarka Letcha gutts hang like Ms. Parkas DIRTY SOUTH MOBSTA Go check my rosta'
pleasure is pain ,,,,,,, feel the pressue in my veins ,,,,,,,,, situation looking......... bad like a shirt fulla stains ........I bang in my white tee even in the rain ......... no matter what im in ,,,,,,, im just tryna stay sane ........ this is rebirth of slick ....... see to me....... beats,,,,,,,,, are like blood to a tick .......even though im feeling well everybody say im sick .......one man army see I am my own click ,,,,,,, therefore I stand alone and I ride my own dick .........
"No" It aint classic till i smash it Microphone check diss Im goin at they necks bitch Haha "Yeeahh" I reside now in Texas With a Duval accent In my partners slabb "Bent" I know yall fuckin smell the "stinch" Purple haizz eyes drempt Back off blunt nicely crempt I go hard yall niggas wemps I was raised up in them trints Im YOU TUBES pimp Money got me walkin wit a limp Fuck wit me youll loose a limb...
Call me mista flippa/make morr money in 1 one night then these AC strippas/I stay with the high grades, u cud call it my trade/ couple Pillows at a time u cud tell that I'm paid/ 225 a O/ nigga u do the math/ mama tol me to go to school but I told her I passed/now I realize that I'm livin to fast so I took a break / niggas claim that I'm fake/ approach me wrong my piece will determine ur fate
naaaa, check it...seee eccomi...c'haaa. no, non puoi fottere con ki komanda,/ ki regna, ki insegna, ki fonda e ki tramanda../ noo, l'ho detto in rime per fartelo capire meglio/ fotti con me è cazzo mettici più impegno, se, più ingegno...daaaa wooww...;)
why ya gotta be like that? let these people shine man,if they wanna freestyle,lettem freestyle,it is a instrumental,instrumentals are made to rap off of idiot,so chill out
why u gatta thumbs down it flow like a Mahh FuckA im im that game im gettin doe like a Mah FuckA no Pain wat u Gain in a month is wat i make it Rain WIT an i dont ever front no chains just bars like im facin my ArraignmenT in a month see i dont kill fuckers i make a statement when i pump Like...this my year....an today is the day all tese wack rapper get burried in they grave cuz if i grab tha mic.... i dont spit i spray thow this track on an ima spit all day
dirty bastard uh whip shift and bring it back/pan handle 12/12/new work who needs a pack/fiends screem they need uh track/mindstate pump it out and need to stack/summer breeze u see lac/jealous cus u see ur ex/she holdin all the my weed and x/hair and nail she call it tax/play it like whats all of that/eventhou it aint shit/im hustler so the game I wont quick/get ahead only make me want more shit/
The mobb is the effort the work is for the pay cuz its me smokin weed at the end of the day its me gettin laid when i want when i say its me turnin E into money at the raves party at night smoke all day keep my face numb nose soar from the yay , everything i do for u baby girl u treat me wrong unless its a night where u walk around in ya thong dancin like a fairy make me laugh- mathew perry popped her cherry in a creek on the homies jacket blood leak
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The producer who sampled this is cold blooded he did an awesome job!! For those who want to know where the sample came from the artist name is Willie Tee song called moment of truth... Just thought I'd share my music knowledge..
youngsolja004 also sampled by Luda...called War with GOD.
Jewel.
Thanks for sharing bro
This a heatmakerz beat, I remember these beats from 99 00
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this beat deserves a grammy
This Lil Wayne was untouchable
Underrated banger they don’t give CR his proper love
cant lie c2 had some of the best beats
For real 🥰😍
Best Wayne imo
This Is My Favorite Hip-Hop Song - KTFO214 - Tha Mobb - Dwayne Michael Carter Jr. Lil Wayne [Produced By The Platinum Heatmakerz] [Year: 2005] [Album: Tha Carter II]
Wish the Heatmakers would come back and start making bangers like this again
Heatmakerz still making bangers, follow them on IG
Nigga Why Do I See You EVERYWHERE 😂😂
Pressure prince comin
Samples cost too much money!
I came here for the beat…but As I scroll down…I just see a lot of unsigned talent…WORDZ 2 da wise…Dont let that talent go to waste…like Wayne said “I AINT DUCCN CUZ IM RIGHT HERE…IM DRESSING UP,
AND ION CARE WHO AT THAT TOP OF THE STAIRZ…IM STEPPING UP” 💯
Wayne looks cooler here than he does nowadays.
lmfao i was just thinking about how goofy he looked in those trukfit days today, funny to see this from 10 years ago
Banga CR 🔥🔥🔥
One of the coldest beats in the history of beats!!!
nice instrumental!!!
My ambition is equal to my hunger when I go through starvation, I put in work everyday to show dedication, no motivation just took the option of action to start up the ignition, no affiliation just my creation meeting up to people expectation,
Kevin De La Vega you beat for those bars my boy I'm Drake you Quentin miller 💀😪
Real cant be forgotten. Quality Chose
appreciate it homie, this is a fire wezzy track and i love it
I was pushing out the White Ford, stolen goods and the real Caine/
Went through the bullshit, prompted me to feel change/
Still deranged, though, peel the gauge/
Hit your chest like, I jumped on you from up top the steel cage/
It's real strange, these rappers talk hot shit, but most of them is real tame/
Scope got you in kill range, hopin you feel pain/
Rifle hit you like a gazelle in an open field plain/
I'm focused, at this rate, I feel like the mixtape Lil Wayne
Weezy I got to say u make some damn good mosic
4th quarter, tryin to meet the quota, but i came up broke, flatter than club soda
intellect like yoda when i dont stay sober, the search for the 10th wonder is over
see one thing about me is im a gunner like soldiers, aimin at the cash
the fame is bout to pass
puttin the flame up to the grass, tryin to take my mind forward
maybe preoccupied with the past but im past it its over
i aint budgin, might as well call the tow-ers
if you a star then i'm a supernova
Crushin Action 🐊🐊🐊🐊🐊DeathRoll 2023!
Wayne in his prime vibes,
I’m spitting these diatribes at critics inside my mind, it’s true
Criticism too hard to find,
It’s hardly identified,
But I ain’t solidified,
Especially liquid cried threw the tears I was fallin behind, Stallin a climb destined to bring many of shine
STUNNA, pop a bottle baby peel us a blunt let's eat, and talk about all of the niggaz we cut, but, you know what let's not fuck up our lunch, that's real shit if you ever seen such, chuch, Tha mobb... Nicca
“When the jungle was open I rolled in with the riders
Stole food from the bears and brought it back to the lions
Hold court with the ape, I'm a gorilla but lighter (yeah
Wit' the eye of a tiger, the heart of a fighter, yeah
Start 'em, ignite 'em (yeah), I walk through fire
Watch the flames start multiplyin', whoo, yeah” probably my favorite part but the outro is cold too
@@Khalil3033 Legendary..
you could find me some where in the sky
way high
im seeing jets pass by
i see my grampa n i wave high
act not bad
Money in the bank what’s good frank I keep the supplier tight grip like pliers I set gas to the fire mask on my face mike Myers
freestyle fever...hot beat eater/
young supastar keep a car full a divas/
flow sick spit measel, i'm the shit without a reason/ bless mics spit sick like i'm sneezing
love that beat, had to kill it real quick
🔥🔥🔥🔥
im speakin from tha heart
im layin in the dark waitin on the day that life never passes away
im killin like david spade
im laughin at the niggas that aint gettin laid
they jus makin way for the don to escape
im killin im hotter than a hot plate can you relate
im flowin like the great lake slithering like a snake no cake for you mi dear nothin but fear
@jcole you already know 💿🎙
nice beat itz vicious
i kno one day ima make it, i got a feelin an jus cant shake it, was raised not to praise shit, only to sell weed and get blazed, i cant even remember past yesterday, but fuck it, ill jus make songs till my lungs quit, spit a remix u cant resist, my fuckin minds a twist, grind hit hard like a fist, but i only wish i could get tha chance, record once, national rap champ,
Savage salute
The boy a monster a terror I once sadimised this chick named cara I'm the realest most authentic nigga of my era no backspace button cuz with me there's no error Im sitting here in the winners circle cuz with the fruits of labor I'm a sharer
0:08
they cut out the piano part.....
That nine hit chew but that 30/30 slit chew and yo on her knees adjusting that mistle,rip rip how ya momma miss you and I kno you remember how the team flipped you..more to come by charvonte
Why are all you people trying to write freestyle lyrics in the comments? Nobody wants to see that
lowkey1080 lmao a kidney ain’t a testicle nigga
fax
@___MY ZQUAD IZ GODZILLA’z ___ stfu
This hard
Londons da city where rappers dont go play,
famous rappers get wrapped up for gold chains,
for my doe stack i thank crack and cocaine,
and all them robberies dat we did on the train,
back wen i was young buck supposed to be playin games,
instead i was on da block straight insane,
doe gota be maintained so im flippin up da game,
got a glock top shot coz i got great aim,
This beat go damn fucking overboard
more money like a banker, real estate agent, or a big money chaser i just get money man i dont need favors. flow like ice cream man i got more flavor, im shockin this game man we dont need a taser, flow swifter than taylor get played like john mayer..... haters they need prayer and im cooler than the air...in the fan im the man get lost like gilligan
7th grade started fuckin with weed/ now ninth grade/ my parents think im a straight up fiend/ got nice game/ but been more focused, on findin the right potion/ need to get high/ probly find me with bloodshot eyes/ grades dropped now im failin my classes/ was an honor student but now im below average/ my parents say im fuckin my life up, lets be for real/ drinkin and poppin pills got me lookin like im ill/ i like this life, my friends say im livin shitty/ i dont give a fuck if i die before fifty
Received Standard
in the corner of the ally's where they might find ur body/ tell the coroner to hurry up its cold and ur now rotting/ ankles sprained brains showin, its rainin ur eroding/ hurricane leave u floatin, smokin strains so potent/ strange ways im a poet, put the gauge to u rodents, find ur way to the ocean, feeling waves of emotion/
lil wayne before he started wearing skinny jeans
@AslamProductionz will do bro
if your gonna write rhymes atleast make it good.. lolll scrubs
okay yeah R.I.P to shela and E mac.the family miss yeah
you staring at the gun you staring at the gun /the battles was over/ and the bullet won/ x4
man we grew up together/i thought id never see the day/ someone gonna have hell to pay /we wish you was still here/ but where is here when there is no fear/two bullets to the head man thats a cold crack.dont even find it funny.the family had yo back /so we not goin back.all my rhymes are true so i dedicate this one to you
❤😂😢😮😮😅
if your rich then pay me
What’s your Apple Pay
im at the top like everest, bout to free fall forever bitch//
and im never comen down like the ground does not exist//
look around its common sense,//
my flow produces ultra sound so you can even see that babys kick//
to my sick articulate lyrics spit meticulate//
and i get that grade A brain i call it limitless,//
picture this, the best in the game said listen up, why you standen kid?//
its simple shit, understand the basics an let yah talent do the rest of it//
who wants it? hhahaha
actually, not bad at all
This hot
im da dirty south jay z
da Mississippi 2pac
dis world so sick
a nikka had to get flu shots
who is
hotter
dan me
I kno u not
bruh u
cold like an igloo
im too hot
I want it homie
u flossin like u got it or u made it
I aint neva had shit
u can call me constipated
shid fuck it im da greatest
shit im wid it is u wid it
bruh my name lo gudda
puttin on for Mississippi
off da top of da head homie lets go
my nigga you went in!
i run da fuckin mobb like im da ring leader, u can compare me 2 these cup cakes but im still sweeter, na iternet gangsta i aint on a tweeter, im jus ridin with a bad bitch in a 2 seater, i got double heaters for all my hatin foes, mad cuz im getin cash n they aint stackin doe, i dont act up i jus let da tech hicup, leave ur body in a stage where it cant get up, have u small fries covered in red but it aint ketchup, i dare da cops 2 come n try 2 get us,
Pain and stress in my heart and brain/ nobody there for me i feel thats ashame/ I feel hurt but i try to keep a straight face/ it feels im moving in slow mo as the world move at a fast pace/ sober most my life i dealt wit my own depression/ on top of this depression/ doubled up on that now im stression wit pain in my heart/ but i picked up rap and i love the art/ cause now i come from my heart it's real/ everything in rap i bascilly feel/ i found my friend/ Rap till the end/
see the beat i dive in, droppin bombs bin laden/ bitch its young deezy fuckin duckin from them sirens/ you know that we goons homie quick to bring the violence/ if he fuckin wit my bread i might just close his eyelids/ im in, all black strapped to the back man/ eatin beats left and right lookin like im pacman/ leave holes all through em leave em lookin like an afghan/ if he fuck with mine leave his body in his trashcan/
Realist SHIT EVER
Erosion
Not cash money it’s Gas money fill up the tank/, hit the dispo witcha girl and buy us some dank/. I dont think. Unless it’s in my pedigree/ 2 zans a blunt and a norco was the recipe/ Don’t think less of me/I did it for years/ then I spent months in jail without any beers/ it fucked up my psyche I was an addict/ when I touched down I went right back at it/ had to get a grip instead of go harder/ couple more down the road turns out I have a daughter/ that all it took to completely turn it around/ only thing I do now is blow purp by the pound/ I was found/ God finally got me straightened out / time to skate downtown c ya later now/
Gas money different now 🤣🤣
I keep a heavy metal tuck like I listening ta Led, Led Zeppelin nicca , but this choppa not like his rock n roll band
Oh..You Mad Cause Im Stylin On You,Pull The Callies On You, Act The Fuck Up And Im..................
its the metaphor monsta wit insomia even while he a sleeps he writes ryhmes and blows ganja they say once upon a time there was a kid who could spit shit like dis but he was pussy and ending up in a ditch with he neck and wrist slit not a happy ending but he was pretending but im way different i got talent and my hardnes came with it spitting hard is my religoin so if this shit is wack then i must be sinnin....if u like or think it was wak comment back
ya im younging, still on my grind/ im just tryin to shine/ tingles down my spine/ when i hit the blunt, i blow the most smoke/ ya i dont fuck with coke/ that shit'll make me choke/ stop me in my tracks/ now thats a setback, i can't do that/ just need to get this crack/ get this money, support my honey/ i know she love me back, she mean the world to me/ just like my mommy, yah i love u mommy/ i miss you mommy/ u been so good to me mommy/ and i promise, one day ill be there/ sayin prayers, just...
ima monster feel my wrath
an if ya sellin tell'em dat i still want half
or tonight dat pure white he want have
share?neva, unless i fall weak 2 da bench press
first time i made 2 stacks in a day i bought 6techs
i meant dat bet wat u wanna
i stretch nigga mamas,come from wit no armor
wat did ya forger 2 alarm ya
itz tha mobb ti'll harm ya
i slob on ya
cuz shit i spit sick
plus da tatts on my arm
money got lucky written in my charm
I’m tryna be a rapper who can help ?
hard body now my lungs hurtin,smoke good you can close the curtain,lighter workin,got my rymes to this blunt,got the paper in the trunk,smell that kush its that funk,70 real groovy she ask who shagged me mrs lady was a groupie,this beat is liltunechi's,yea wats up doc but my verse goin looney,my lines are like scripts wen u read u'll think your n my movie,spit loogies,like firing ozzies,her bubble ass bounce on my dick like i was sittin in a jacoozi,but werin coogi,fresh from head 2 feet,MGE
MIDWEST??
Bitch you thank u go hard
Well i goes way harda
Im the hottest nigga after the carta'
Flip'n threw more paper than harry potta
Was raised without a fatha
Ill slawta a nigga if i half 2
To feed my daughta
"Yeeeaah"
Blood Red Apple Charga
The DOPE HOOD watcha
Rusted Swiss Blade would gap u
Wurse than a bookmarka
Letcha gutts hang like Ms. Parkas
DIRTY SOUTH MOBSTA
Go check my rosta'
pleasure is pain ,,,,,,, feel the pressue in my veins ,,,,,,,,, situation looking......... bad like a shirt fulla stains ........I bang in my white tee even in the rain ......... no matter what im in ,,,,,,, im just tryna stay sane ........ this is rebirth of slick ....... see to me....... beats,,,,,,,,, are like blood to a tick .......even though im feeling well everybody say im sick .......one man army see I am my own click ,,,,,,, therefore I stand alone and I ride my own dick .........
"No"
It aint classic till i smash it
Microphone check diss
Im goin at they necks bitch
Haha "Yeeahh"
I reside now in Texas
With a Duval accent
In my partners slabb "Bent"
I know yall fuckin smell the "stinch"
Purple haizz eyes drempt
Back off blunt nicely crempt
I go hard yall niggas wemps
I was raised up in them trints
Im YOU TUBES pimp
Money got me walkin wit a limp
Fuck wit me youll loose a limb...
Call me mista flippa/make morr money in 1 one night then these AC strippas/I stay with the high grades, u cud call it my trade/ couple Pillows at a time u cud tell that I'm paid/ 225 a O/ nigga u do the math/ mama tol me to go to school but I told her I passed/now I realize that I'm livin to fast so I took a break / niggas claim that I'm fake/ approach me wrong my piece will determine ur fate
Sedimentary
naaaa, check it...seee eccomi...c'haaa.
no, non puoi fottere con ki komanda,/
ki regna, ki insegna, ki fonda e ki tramanda../
noo, l'ho detto in rime per fartelo capire meglio/
fotti con me è cazzo mettici più impegno, se, più ingegno...daaaa wooww...;)
Do you really think that's how * Prayed, is spelled?...
Sediment
why ya gotta be like that? let these people shine man,if they wanna freestyle,lettem freestyle,it is a instrumental,instrumentals are made to rap off of idiot,so chill out
Impel
There is like 20 spelling mistakes in that verse, but i dont think no 1 cares
why u gatta thumbs down it flow like a Mahh FuckA
im im that game im gettin doe like a Mah FuckA
no Pain wat u Gain in a month
is wat i make it Rain WIT an i dont ever front
no chains just bars like im facin my ArraignmenT in a month
see i dont kill fuckers i make a statement when i pump
Like...this my year....an today is the day
all tese wack rapper get burried in they grave
cuz if i grab tha mic.... i dont spit i spray
thow this track on an ima spit all day
Kp
lol at everyone tryna free
dirty bastard uh whip shift and bring it back/pan handle 12/12/new work who needs a pack/fiends screem they need uh track/mindstate pump it out and need to stack/summer breeze u see lac/jealous cus u see ur ex/she holdin all the my weed and x/hair and nail she call it tax/play it like whats all of that/eventhou it aint shit/im hustler so the game I wont quick/get ahead only make me want more shit/
LOL your post is old...
This shit to fast wtf man
LMAO
why do you even care it not like you can rap
@jid6871 💿 oh lord
The mobb is the effort the work is for the pay
cuz its me smokin weed at the end of the day
its me gettin laid when i want when i say
its me turnin E into money at the raves
party at night smoke all day
keep my face numb nose soar from the yay
,
everything i do for u baby girl u treat me wrong
unless its a night where u walk around in ya thong
dancin like a fairy
make me laugh- mathew perry
popped her cherry in a creek
on the homies jacket blood leak
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