Story Cypha - Everyone hop in

[9milli]

aight startin wit a few basic lines and then we all carry it on from where the last person finished, y'all know the routine now spit sumthin

eyes sleepy drivin along the block and suddenly i had to stop
child in front of me screamin stop stop thought my heart was gonna pop
next thing i knew i was seeing the barrel of a glock
this dude had it cocked n said bitch u better get out tha car

[kaos]

this dude didn't have time to react cuz the compact of my punch sent him sprawlin-on-his-back
gave him one last smack, proceeded to retract my switch blade and stuck it in his back
hopped back in the truck, gathered my thoughts and shifed into first
thats when i got a phone call from this fuck who said i just made the situation worse

[9milli]

he bitched-n-cursed said he'd leave me in-a-hearse
my tempers bulding feelin imaah-burst i said muhfucka go put in ur work
ur just a lil squirt u'll get murked-first cos all u got is words
ya crews a bunch of nerds n i already smashed on ur man who tried fuckin-around
u fuckin-clowns-astound-me comin around-me i'll pound-thee into tha ground-G
leave u lookin like u sound-feel-me u wanna meet-me n i'll defeat-ur-peeps

[kaos]

i said listen jack, its 3 o'clock meet me in back-of-the-coldisac
he said naw, half past that, and watch ya back cuz we pack-n-the-mack
i said fuck that i'll stick a flag in ya chest to claim-ya-death
pack nines to rest-this-pest, aim high to make ya brains-a-mess
i gotta less-n-tha-stress so i smoke a joint 2-my-dome
open the door to my home, knives, bombs, bats, everything points-2-tha-chrome

[Big-D]

It's a damn shame, this cat wants to war A L L - A L O N E / Now I'm up in my home, trying to decide W H I C H - C R O M E / Plan my escape in another T I M E - Z O N E / This cat's on the phone try'N to act like H E' S - G R O W N / The streets I - R O M E, still thinking about how I escaped a few T O - T H E - D O M E / Got a new identity so I' L L - B E - U N K N O W N...

[FlawlesS]

the time is reachin-its-hour, i extend my arm in the closet, reachin-for-power//
slip it in my waist, lace up the timbs and get ready to meet-wit-this-coward//
its a couple minutes to half-past, im mad-gassed, and just got done smokin bagged-hash//
ima collapse-fags when i detach-caps that get him in his 'bad-ass'//
chillin in my whip, i see some heads roll-up in a gold-truck//
i realize im outnumbered, so i say hold-up//
call my mans and tell him, 'dog, i need u to roll-tough...lets go-bust....

[PLAYBOYBLAZE]

meanwhile back at the batcave i got a call/
heard flaw in the background sayin weze gonna bring heat to all yall/
remodel the big n small, tryin to stall, until we get to the brawl/
i wuz like awww...its on...give me a couple i be there in a double/
grab two pautnas 3 aK's and my special nina i call trouble/
to often used when we rumble or just when my funds-low/
so much-so i do it fo fun-doe n neva fumble tha gun-yo it werks to get dem hundos/
check it thou, we piled-in-the-ride it wus a mile-to-the-site i smiled-and-bust-a-right...

[kaos]

i looked at the clock, it was half past (3) when we arived on the block
jack froze in shock, i took off the safety lock, and made sure that shit was cocked
unleashed "trouble", these niggaz couldn't even breathe-or-mumble
they're guns were fumbled, silencers attatched to cease-the-rumble
holes buried so far in their chest they lay in their grave
these streets are a mess, time to pack up are shit and return to the cave
we cut these bitches in half so they think twice about fucken-wid-us
our crew is tyte, the shit we grow through in life strengthens-r-truss

dope story we should publish this shit :D...milli start a new 1 dawg

[Endo Jay]

Ay Mili... Next story should be getaway storys...cops or whatever.

uh..yeah...

~out

[o*Mega]

relent-luss when we bust automatty clutch like the green in a dutch..//
these niggas not knowing in god that we trust when we rush..//
like fed bus when they bust through front doors with the cuffs..//
the street ain't nothig to play with cuz you got to feel me..//
men are marvled my team own never borrowed..//
soon as we recouped for the blueprint another group is stratled..//
tag team on guns in each hand like babies bullets we got a arm full..//
they better watch for the next episode in the cave we stay humble

[Big Deuce]

lay back and picked out my afro like ready rumble,
rents late, bills late i'm in for some trouble,
no job so i had to call me a number,
1-900-hustler help me i'm going under,
they told me how push weight make cake grindin during the summer,
now i'm posted up custom h2 drop top hummer,
with a system that hits like thunder,
but i gotta wonder what would happen,
if i stopped my selling and focused on rapping,
could i take trip across the world,
getting a swedish massage from them swedish girls?

[Baby_Tasha]

Realising i could lead the life that i could, that i should
Its possible fo me to have all the swedish girls, in the world
Its like i all of a sudden awoke from a world that was dream
Now seeing eye to eye with my maker, the one who created me
My eyes now able to imagine a better life, without pain, no strife
took the gat, rapped it in paper, stuffed it in the closet along wit my knife
Time for new beginings i made a promise so rite, so silent
Through out the drugs, erased numbers off my cell, that wer my clients
Discovering myself as i walked down the streets that once seemed dead
A n*gga i had beef wit aproched me, stocked me, wit a glock to my head

[Flame Spitta]

witha glock to me head...

I had to think smart
wouldn't no crazy for him to make my heart stop
so i did as he said as i had the nine attached to my waist
when he tried to drive-off with my shit i let the slugs match-his-face
with no other options throw his as out get back into my whip
get rid of evidence,it's tense but i stillm don't trip
**whoo** **whoo** dats da sound of them po po's comin
cause the heard da 9 pop like when fo fo's dumpin

[Big Deuce]

damn sems like i'm on to something,
running picked up the celly and called up like 5 gunmen,
told them that the blocks hot and its about to start jumpin,
made it back to the stash, rolled up some hash,
with a loaded weapon cocked, ready to blast,
knowing that they gonna send a whole task force and more,
had to pull out grenades like i'm going to war,
the fronts ready to blow got it rigged with C4,
hiding, took off my ice so i don't get my beam on,
shoot 5 into cops forehead now he look like a klingon,
2 more came in bullet proofs made them look like apes
hoping i can make it to the window like the great escape,
and if not i guess i'll get shot,
but going out with a bang ain't my main plot.....

[full-courze]

going out wit a bang was my plot-so i keep it cocked-just in case a damn cop-get gangsta-and wanta unload a couple shoots
i let know i anit nuttin play it-load dem guns up-a/k ah spray quick
if i gota go out i anit going as state property-i'll rather go out like blaze off dat movie state property

[J-Rey]

state property, that movie was mediocre/
that shit was lame, get more excitement wit a game a poker/
you need to get yo' self some movie taste/
watch a real movie like that Scarface/
Better evacuate quick- cuz I'm shootin' up dis place/
then take off fast- and vanish witout a trace/
you won't find me, I'm too smart for your little brains/
I'll be hijackin boats, cars, planes, and trains/
But if you get some dumb luck and sneak up on me/
you'll be dodgin bullets like Neo in that Matrix movie/

[Baby_Tasha]

Story Cypha - Everyone hop in

jey ray.. ur fuckin stupid, u blew this rap story to smithariens, read the f*ckin topic above, its a story board not a hate board..... STUPID PEOPLE
it ment u obviousley didnt take time out to even read the last post, hella disrispectful

[J-Rey]

u obviously can't read either...

pay attention bitch, the first four lines were only hate
the last six wit the shit that went to the story line -straight
you just need to quit while your ahead and stop lookin around
keep ur nose outta places where it dont belong and stick in my brown
my brown hole bitch just take a big wiff-its shit/
u must know what shit is/cuz ur rhymes are straight shit/
you'll never make it in this biz...

sorry to cut the story off like that-some smart people can take it where i left off....

[Big Deuce]

Well it really don't matter cause the guy after me screwed up my whole thing by saying "going out with a bang was my main plot" i had just said it wasn't so why would we mess up and contradict ourselves?

[chinesemcee]

i'm goin 105 down the 405 with blurry vision/
swervin and missin cars with eagle like precision/
my mission: to dump 45 kilos of drugs/
and make enough to pay off these mexican thugs/
that are after my life cuz i f*cked the boss's wife/
and if i don't pay tonight my head's guna be up on a wall/
right above senor muerte's bathroom stall...

[Rocco Malice]

Fuckin wit them Mexicans takes big balls, either that or you a fool/
But chinesemcee gave me a call, so im coming to back him up wit my tools/
Beefin these Mexicans aint smart/
they make death look like art,leave bodys hung on the wall ripped apart/
So we gotta sell the kilos, or live forever on the d-low/
Cos if we dont pay and get caught we gonna die slow/
Their big boss is a sicko, i heard he killed his own two sons wit a pillow jus they tried to take small dough/
Fuck that i aint scared i stay strapped but everyones on the boss's payroll/
and bitch niggaz will be quick to snicth if he offer dem cash flow/
We hiding out chilllin wit a hoe, got no where else to go/
I dont know how this storys gonna unfold.....

[Pimp3Juice3]

i'ma dego, quido, wop, nigga call me what u want//
but notice i'm the realist mothafucka on tha block//
neva talkin bout gangbagin and robbin wit a glock//
only spittin bout money bitches and green//
100% italian from tha land where tha tower lean//
where bitches suck dick mean and lick clean//

[da manifest]

*gasp*....gotta keep runnin'--these vatos got mah head turnin//
lookin over mah shoulders and huggin mah glocks--mah legs are burnin'//
dunno why i had to mess wiv them--now mah life is a death sentence*//
coz when da word gets out every nigga gon wann put in their ten cents//
had to get da drugs sold--was bold--but damn now i gotta make amends//
laments and regrets--now its like mah mind wants to be dement//
cigarettes--wiv weed--made bets--now see"""wat a thugs gotten into//
well ill hang tonite at sammys place--an explain wat ive been thru//
but rite now i just gotta keep runnin'''''gotta get out''''fuck maybe ill just dig mah self a grave//
naw i gotta hold on--they mite be wrong--be strong-- be BRAVE!!//
these mahfuckas created da ruckus now i gotta find a way..//
a niggaz gotta strive--but will this nigga be able to live to see another day???........

[Deafening Silence]

aint nobody stoppin me,
pop hot lock and droppin me,
pimp lean farther back than the matrix as i sway,
i straight max out drink juice all day,
an they aint no swerve in my walk,
thats your head spinnin from the way that i talk,
bodies around me continually lined in chalk,
i don't promote violence but security would balk,
if i told em dont kill everyone that stalk,
they tryin to put chrome to my head doc,
haters want to erase me with the glock,
they don't understand the glory of the flock,
my game is somehow simple but don't mock,
i make parties rock,
electricity makes my metronome tick tick tock,
knocked the world dead and back with just one shock...

[elv]

you cant stop me im the mad man on the loose,
i got 4 glocks, 2 shottys, and a bat to bruise,
i got hoes flockin round me like im the pigeon feeder,
ill tell you a story bout a hoe so listen here....................

[J Frost]

[hmm this thread has switched up from the desired type of posts oh well]

i knew this bitch her name was destiny ~ hot as fuck thick thighs n brown eyes/
and wanted to get with me ~ hard core sex is what she ~ desired from my ~ superior big guy [dick]/
but she was one of your everyday gold diggers ~ reach in your pocket take about 6 figures/
go figure when a nigga made money n pocket got a lil bigger ~ she bounce her ass over faster than speedy gonzalez mixed wid tigger/
she rubbed a niggas dick tryin to get him real hard ~ but it was a distraction jus to get me off guard/
but in my rear view what did i find ~ 3 bustas rollin up wid a 45 a mac 10 and a 9.......

[Stix]

Watching the mirrors, these mofos want some action
But this gold digging trick is giving me street satisfaction
And the feeling is sooo good, but I'm about to toasted
I screech the brakes and hop out and her ass gets roasted
Jumped over tha tricks body and I'm jumping barded wire
The worst hood in town and I'm running past bon fires
Homeless people on the corner and hustlas in the street
Shots coming so close they melt the pavement to my feet
Cops entered the block and they fell to the concrete
Out of breath, out of hope, I whip out the DE
To make these niggas flip, pull the trigga but no clip
While I was running the ammo musta fell off my hip
Run inside a red building my pants falling off my ass
Room 2122 damn, I'm 10 minutes late for my class :D

[J Frost]

step thru the door ~ my teacher who s a bor instantly started hatin on me/
mister frost ~ my eyes look up from the floor ~ you ll remain behind with me ~ no debating ~ until 3/
i move smoothly ~ across the rows of haters n girls who frequently blow me/
take my seat ~ being careful to slide over my strapped heat ~ jus to look up n see this new girl who was fit n solid like concrete/
i lean over n whisper i hear your a butcher how bout tonight you come n pack my meat/
she whispered back ~ how bout now varsity locker room jus to be discrete/
i liked dat ~ tilted my ball cap n faded to black in the corner n waited till the head bitch turned her back/

[J Frost]

i got up left di room...followd dis trick to di spot/
she kneeled down started suckin me off das wen my ass got caught/
my girl walked in with a look on her face you would never believe/
she was smiling a huge smile ~ walked over and rolled up her sleeve/
both girls going at it ~ 1 polishin my pole/
10 mins later it slid into another hole/
this was a good day..shit was really flowing/
das wen i decided i ld make money of them hoeing/

[da_lyrist_1on1]

i got up ready to go to the spot , with weed on my mind and the cop's watching the spot.
saying to myself this shit gotta give ,to many rookie's in the hood where we gotta live.
this makes me mad how weed is illegal and liquor is legal,put weed in clubs and more a meangal.
so i stepped left and moved up the blocked,i thought they wanted me so i stashed the glocked.
seeing niggaz on the wall and the product on the floor, and the snitch in car waiting for his call.
brooklyn's the home of hater's,degrator's,and niggaz hungary like gator's.

[infamy]

Niggaz iz hungry lik gatorz
looked at da snitch n said ima inflate ya
air you out lemme find out he said mai name
cuz den it wont neva b no end 2 dis game
i call up mai gang.. yo wut up b
yo u kno where da fu*k dis nigga daughter sleep
heard she b by babi g.'s street
so i went n paid her ass a lil visit round three
told her yo shortie call ya daddy
she called n i asked him do u love ya seed
he gasped n tried 2 plead like da police
nigha but aint no stoppin me
if mai namez said u gonna com hom.. blood cross ya sheetz
snitch got left in da water wit da crabs
i gotta lil hungry so i went 2 da store owned by dem arabs
gott a hero sandwich gave him 20 n said u can gave dat
i went outside n oh shit sum nigga pointin at me wit a gat
so i point bak like wut da deal iz son
u mean dis war aint dun so i start bustin mai gun
run outta bullets so i pull outt another one..
all black escalade came n it was my niggaz
said hop all dis shit iz bout sum figgaz
we drivin da light red we kept goin..
car comin 4rm da other side n dey nott slowin.....


~~** i kno dis shit iz old but wuteva

[Yung~Lyr1ci5t]

pop,and a bang, a bullet cam out ma *gun*
Now the pigs are on to me,so ama on the *run*
I drop ma gun, into tha bin,the police just stay as *put*
I didnt stop, i kept on thinkin, i dont give a *F¦_¦k*

[Prodigy]

Shit is gettin rough, onlookers sittin up to catch a glimpse, I'm passin them,/
Capturin every moment, fracturin toes, broken as each step is harder, lookin ahead farther/
Duckin corners, 200 miles to the border, shots eruptin on my side, whizzin by/
I turn around to let a few off, hittin 2 cops, my shoes fall off-now I'm runnin in loose socks/
No time to stop, thoughts lost in reaction-If I'm caught I won't be charged with a fraction/
Crime enlarged once they find the illegal arms that I'm packin, passin a bitch startin her car/
Expose my knife, she screams as it's jabbed in-I toss her out and get the shit to start/
Sirens fadin now-I'm headin south, the night is gettin dark/
Conscience burns in my heart-I gotta let it go cuz I'm headed down south to Mexico/

[YoungGutta]

when i get there, i think i want a bean~burrito//
i saw dude wearin a hat shaped like a cream~dorrito//
stop on the side of the road to take a quick leak//
i saw some kids up in the bushes playin hide and go seek//
Y.G.