Writting dope-fire part 2
Text heads feel what i spit so quit that's a neva
I'm betta than ure whole fucking crew put togetha
I rip drops younging the so called text murda
The ghost-writta I spit fire like a damn lighta
Mic crusha rhyme busta on the grind the hustla
i must uh chew beats like sweets or smoke-em
Dont uh make me grab the mic i might rock-em
grab the keyboard and drop something that'll keep em moving!
I keep on rhyming (move) cause my mouth shooting!
hater hurta you wanna battle well nigga I'll take you furtha
Bumping that s.p.mex son of norma
Haters I'll putchu in that comma houston drug runna
sip a pill smoke a blount roll out with my patanas smoke-out
I got a twenty on that yay u got some lets coke-out
I got-em shot-em flip you're scrip so ure vocab lacking
and mine just uh keep on fucking stacking
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H-TOWN REPRESENTA FOR LIFE
DISRESPECT MY TOWN RECIEVE A CLIP FROM THE FOUR-FIVE
(IfYouOnlyKnew)
i got love for those Mexicans who Keep it Dope - all them who keep it Real
some of them is Young - B alert know how the game work - you could get a deal!
^^^Truth Dat
dude get yo verbs to renewed.. cause i'll defeat you
JO.BLOWS on dudes.. young-b known to rip crews
REST-IN-PEACE!
Yo These Is My Signature.. I'll Finish-U-Sir
Get Back At Me When Wit Vocals u Mature cause u Imature
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