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| Freestyles Spit some hot flows in here...show all the other members what you are made of! |
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Banned
Join Date: Apr 2007
Location: DA MURDA CAPITOL,C-BLOCK OR NO BLOCK
Posts: 380
Repped: 8
Repped 223 Times in 47 Posts
Neg Reps: 0
Neg Repped at 0 Times in 0 Posts
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ME
Itz Lil-b Young King Be Easy Fo I Push Ya Shit Back Clit-clack Blllllllat Whop A Nigga Wit A Fuckin Big Mak So Sit Back,im So Sick Fam You Dont Wont No Beef I Put A 32 Cross Yo Chest Like You Played For Da Heat I Never Use Thermometors....but I Play Wit Da Heat I Wonna See You Chicken Noodle Soup So I Spray At Ya Feet No Soda On Da Side But I Lift Da 7-up Wit Acc-ura-cy So Ma Niggaz Trust Me Shootin Da Burna Like Mj Fo Da 3 Rocks Stashed In Ma Socks An I Slang Em Fa Cheap Matics An Choppaz So Im Feelin Extra Safe In Some Beef.... Yea...up Da Shotty Dump Ya Body Somewhere In A Alley An Dese Shells Work Out Ya Chest Like A Trainer At Balley I Send Shots Blocka Blocka Turn Ya Fade To A Mullet You Can Run Muh-fucka But You Cant Waste Dis Bullet Red Beam On Da Tip...bustin Shit Das Simple Put Da Dot On Ya Head...ya Dogs Like "i Hope Das A Pimple" I Got Guns Bigga Den Da Ones Used In Iraq Click Clat Ratta Tat Tat Shit Like Dat A Jerk Ya Wrist Back Im Sellin Out Ma Trunk Like "osama Aint Got Dis Yet" Bet......i Got Army Gunz Ask President Bush....i Made Da Army Run DEN UP PUMP DA SHOTTY HIT YOU RIGHT IN DA STOMACH LIKE TUMS AN NAH ION WEIGH 300 PUNDZ UNLESS IM WEARIN MY GUN I GET MONEY NEW MONEY GOT DA STASH IN A SAFE AN IF YOU JACKED ME AT DA DRIVE THROUGH I THREW A BIG MAK IN YA FACE YOUNG KING these little muthafuckerz keep textin me u just another ingredient in my recipe u dont wanna get next to me cuz ima show ~IN$ANE-FOLKZ~ how the tec release ether n my blood nigga u a insane bitch use to tell when was little still u remain snitch im like o dogg from menace u the dude i jacked from the drive threw i look up bitch n the dictionary thats how i define u u know i commit crime fool nigga ima new improved jay hova in skool nigga i got cake folders wit the cake in it my money to thick thats y u cant bend it my reality only god can judge it my mac game i lean out the car and bust it nigga u prolly weigh bout 300 pounds i got rounds prolly could hit every 300 pound ya boy fresh off a robbery flesh on me pardon me black medal u know i keeps it on the hip thats not my cell phone nigga dats a real clip u know i kill bitch but ova the net i cant prove it how bout this ill leak bones and make u lose it dont lose ya self n ya music im tired of typin im bout to do it im bout to chill and smoke me a jay empty the trash nigga i smell ya dna like 50 i let off a shot then reload the clip i need a fully loaded clip cuz im gully in this bitch im the bully of this shit the king kong of rap music i get money get off my dick now u blew it any last words b4 u gotta go i gotta here this y?bitch cuz i gotta know now u lil niggaz stay up get ya money right so u niggaz can pay up |
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Banned
Join Date: Apr 2007
Location: DA MURDA CAPITOL,C-BLOCK OR NO BLOCK
Posts: 380
Repped: 8
Repped 223 Times in 47 Posts
Neg Reps: 0
Neg Repped at 0 Times in 0 Posts
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If You Ask Me...i Killed Dat Lil Nigga But Aye Er'body Got Diffrein Opions....so Tel Me Wut Ya Think
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