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Permalink Reply by Ahsan on August 13, 2010 at 11:33am

16 bars and u dropped that f***** world on a n**** head/
 now u all hard thinking u got n**** sick in the bed / now he pipin ur b**** down with ur kids in the bed /
 and kill kill kill that's all what you said/ but u left the scene dirty n that n**** not dead

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Permalink Reply by makesi lopez on April 23, 2010 at 3:58pm

i feel like this was formattedthe right way hwever it loses the istener.still better than most tho.

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Permalink Reply by roshane on February 15, 2009 at 5:02am

Lets goo niggo....

Yo man well it be like its 4 am in the morn`
Sittin back wondering what b next for tomorrow`
I dont know why you messing round me i aint soft and moshy
They dont let me play with the neighbours cuz im hard and pushy, p****
Don't get outta line,// money on ma mind/ man i stay on the grind//
Im laying on the cake, im waiting to take, break , what a n****, tryina make!
Man im real !, some niggaz just, layin and fake!...
Stuff and hit me and i push you way back, get me off the hook
and see the finatic lil wayne act
Test me man and get your career, thrown down the drain
Move as one, but f*** s*** up and get ya member card, torn out the frame
When i come through they be like damn, cuz im stunttin like that
I dont make trouble, but start s***, and ill be sure to fight back
Ma niggaz we role deep , 2 in the frontseat and two in the back
Hit you wit the mac, rollin round the town with you in the back
Im a cool n****,but diss me and get murdered on the track...Cut s*** an crap man its a rap

=--Burry them gunz in the woods and back to tha hood--=

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Permalink Reply by Scane on May 4, 2009 at 6:21pm

learn how to record!
http://raydavis-recordingmusic.blogspot.com/

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Permalink Reply by B-Blaz3 on July 23, 2009 at 12:42am

yo dis ass ma n**** step ya game up a lil i f*** wit some of the s*** but switch it up a lil

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Permalink Reply by Derick Mc Neil on September 12, 2009 at 7:40pm

I didn't even read ya whole rap, cuz ya 1st line's wack, do somethin better than tryin ta get on a track. Da name's DJca$h str8 outta Brockton Mass Southside,Somerset wit a glock and mask. Slang rocks 4 cash homie it ain't no stop'in me i make real doe u make it playin monopoly. So don't say s*** if ya ass ain't livin it,niggaz ain't givin s*** we keep it gangsta livin b****. Da only thing we givin hollow tips threw ya fitted,label us ball playaz cuz dem balls we be pitchin.

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Permalink Reply by Quesyall on October 30, 2009 at 12:26pm

i wasn't gonna do this but i think u should go back on the block and sell rocks
ya rap skills is weak my n**** i suggest you stop
how u dis the next man when ya s*** sound like a 2 dollar hooker
and other words yo s*** aint tight yeah thats right i said it and n**** what
you aint on the block you got ya head out the window while gettin f***** in the butt
now thats nasty just like the flow i be spittin'
nick named the runs cus dog i be shittin'
you like a flashlight in the day u aint never gone shine
talk that gangsta s*** online get confronted and end up cryin
i only know two people that play with balls thats b****** and f***
since you don't act like a b**** then i guess you a f**
and stop callin out ya hook you making the real G's look bad
i would tell you to hell and kiss my ass but i just remember you a f**

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Permalink Reply by Jacek Chojnicki on November 30, 2009 at 2:21am

u not this u not that you ain't got your peace on neck already you are dead
dust without R like fred now you got feds on your back like ex, i come in lex
you a benz like lil kid without support or meet me on court the game of tennis
you don't wanna meet my penis, ping pong, bring a bong, take a shot, drop a thong
lady pirdy preety face and cute legs u nasty b**** frozen like ice cream on my neck
i got stacks on deck, nah i ain't got s*** i smoked it already, burn blunt burn, my turn now
how how like dogs yellin, who sellin beats, who droppin verses like that kid
mic schumacher I gotta use a pit, to spit some fuel and change tires, i'm tired of battles
you butt less, i'm father less but my father alive and we in touch now look, patch
duck catch, who the star, far away from my home but i keep it real, for the rest of
in the forest living nah it's a jungle, u dissapear like a hoe in bermudas triangle
angel, i use gel, sticky head when i'm in danger, stranger in the city like mic in moscow
100 straws in my frappe, u a puppy, i drop like lines like dog droopy, coupe E class
like benz merc marks spencer on me d**l on me homie, 100 miles like stomil, i got promill
in me alc in my sys i'm on like falc security got my back 100 stacks, u got 99 lacz
u sippin yacks, i sip 'gnac on plane, youse a LAAAMe, i came to bring tha pain, stain
less steel like krystal i'll suck your blood without touching you with my lips, i got hands
on both of my grips, strip poosy, from now your name is lucy, your coochie juicy
bang bang awwshit you have just been banged banged you legged less, press one
your phone will tell you what to do now the answer was red button POW POW

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Permalink Reply by Quesyall on October 30, 2009 at 12:02pm

its a rap than n**** lets end this show
how you housewife the b**** when u know she a ho
put the mac to his back and watch it come out the front
kriss kross a n**** and make his chest jump with the pump
the spit spitter than spit s*** to make u and ya miss split
n**** calling u Missy cus when they seen with that broad they was like is that yo chick
these niggas is lisbos wont f***, only lick c***
my clicks thick and shot s*** make niggas say damn what was he hit wit
that new s*** that got witnesses like man i didn't see s***
now i just spit some slick s*** got niggas like damn that n**** there sick

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Permalink Reply by Tha JackaL on February 15, 2009 at 3:19pm

Yo this aint rap beef, this a right hook to your front teeth!
Knock you out for actin like a punk b****, thats right go head snitch!
Bring your crew in on this!
I want the world to see who you run wit!

Real niggaz don't get it twisted!
It was written that I get his soul lifted!
Kill yo ass so I could s*** on your spirit!

F*** you hoes if you dont feel it already!
I'm gonna p*** on you b****** like If my name was R Kelly!
When you sleep im jumpin in your dreams like if my name was freddy!
B**** f***** wit Tha JackaL is to damn scary!

I make my business your every move!
So I can calculate the right time, and movement of the moon!
To get you hit by one of my goonz!
I gave the word at 11:58am you was dead by Noon!

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Permalink Reply by Scane on May 4, 2009 at 11:10pm

http://raydavis-recordingmusic.blogspot.com/

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Permalink Reply by kevin de peiza on December 5, 2009 at 10:26am

i thought niggars out there woulda hav more style,niggars brains as small as a d*** of a child,niggar u got a f***** d*** of a child,ur flow is so mild,my flow roars like a lion i'm out in the wild,my flow ain't ordinary its out of this world,with my kinda rhymes i could take way ur girl,she could hav my diamond she could hav my pearl,teabag in her throat she cough and she hurl,u p on the b****,my d*** make her twitch,the further in i go the higher the pitch hahaha

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