Go_Getta_ENT_CEO
06-05-2007, 03:03 AM
I dont battle homeboy i just tell the truth,
ride perillies on V's, wit 3 g's in the coupe.
Plz don't shoot mr. officer, just get offa' us,
for i pull da glock an blow da' badge to a profita.
I'm unstopable, im untopable,
take keys to the bank, to make my cake more profible.
The uncossable, call the kid james,
Most rappa's just acta's, take GOd's name in vain,
Neva' slag'n the cane, But they listin to Kane,
Swear crib to blood, yet neva bang in da same.
Ya'll rappa's is lame, Man i swear you wont shoot,
Swear u in blood to the GAME, then switch to Snoop!
Yall boy's T-Pain go buy'um a Drink,
Im just trin to get in da' pink!(IN DA PINK)
I'm a rare source, my flo's Crack-Jaws,
On my momma, half ya'll Careers, will Start and End on Rap Dawgs.
Call it beef kid, im from the streets kid,
SO a glock at da' heat, it's the style that im preachin,
I do it for a reason, A BUT CHECK THIS!!!
Ya fatality is a stolen neckless, wit a necktwist!
next line will blow ya mind, like Heffner on a Street Bitch!
How can a rappa, be a trappa, if he aint neva eat kish!
Yall don't even know what the fuck that means,
Yall rappa's aint hood cuz ya'll eat a nigga's greens.
But fuck that, back to the topic, back to the steel
Is yall really rappa's, or is there in empty spot to fill.
Last line homeboi's, ill leave you wit the truth,
If you scared go to church(ICECUBE), streets will kill a bitch in the booth!
ride perillies on V's, wit 3 g's in the coupe.
Plz don't shoot mr. officer, just get offa' us,
for i pull da glock an blow da' badge to a profita.
I'm unstopable, im untopable,
take keys to the bank, to make my cake more profible.
The uncossable, call the kid james,
Most rappa's just acta's, take GOd's name in vain,
Neva' slag'n the cane, But they listin to Kane,
Swear crib to blood, yet neva bang in da same.
Ya'll rappa's is lame, Man i swear you wont shoot,
Swear u in blood to the GAME, then switch to Snoop!
Yall boy's T-Pain go buy'um a Drink,
Im just trin to get in da' pink!(IN DA PINK)
I'm a rare source, my flo's Crack-Jaws,
On my momma, half ya'll Careers, will Start and End on Rap Dawgs.
Call it beef kid, im from the streets kid,
SO a glock at da' heat, it's the style that im preachin,
I do it for a reason, A BUT CHECK THIS!!!
Ya fatality is a stolen neckless, wit a necktwist!
next line will blow ya mind, like Heffner on a Street Bitch!
How can a rappa, be a trappa, if he aint neva eat kish!
Yall don't even know what the fuck that means,
Yall rappa's aint hood cuz ya'll eat a nigga's greens.
But fuck that, back to the topic, back to the steel
Is yall really rappa's, or is there in empty spot to fill.
Last line homeboi's, ill leave you wit the truth,
If you scared go to church(ICECUBE), streets will kill a bitch in the booth!