Discussion in 'Cypher' started by death reaper, May 21, 2008.
dissin catz girls an shit ..lets go...10 bars tops
why didn't you drop anything?
you need to drop some bars nigga
this bitch ass nigga death reaper
ill set it off, i jus dunno who im talkin about, so no one take this personal..
your bitch is a biter she made me a screamer
she was chewin my tortilla i had to slap that beaner
i wouldnt hit it again even with a borrowed dick
i swear she took some pepperonis of a pizza and called them tits
and this bitch was lackin ass, but whatever if thats your thing
she sounded like william hung when she fuckin tried to sing
then she tried to get me with the strap on, i slapped her back
she said "what my man gets really turned on by that"
your girls definition of high life is a 6 pack of MGD
how can you afford that when your cars always on empty
she told me how you act hard but you cant get it up
and shes left to collect your homeboys nut
but whatever i swore i thought that bitch was fine
until i took her home and realized she was a guy
fuck your bitch,she suck dicks every day of the week,
nuts and ass is all u smell everytime she speak,
i used to tag her an bag her while u gettin madder an sadder,
u about to kill yaself cuz u found out i had her,
i passed her to the left then passed her to the right,
gotchu mad an wanna fight cuz i had her fuckin all night,
she start fuckin with da white an suckin on a pipe,
tweekin from that rock got her head buckin an duckin like a kite,
i would put her on da strip but her pussy is already wore out,
an plus from all them dicks she sucked she always have a sore mouth,
yo your girls inflatable, and you bought an artificial vagina/
you beat off to the playboy pics taken by chyna/
cuz even your inflatable girlfriend rejects you/
your internet girlfriend neglects you/
tranny v gets you wet dude/
you aint had pussy since pussy had you/
your into dudes with those lil cute tattoos/
like lil waynes got fool, go lick his lollipop/
be his bitch and dont stop until he tells you stop/
your girl would pop if i got to hit it/
hostile environment straight bitches/
Celebri-ty pop star, hoodstar, what it' do! (What it do bitch!)
Obama Killa, Bush's niqqaz yeah we'll slaughter you
With ya mommas, baby mommas n ya daughters, too (SOUTHSTAR!!!)
Yeah its raw boy, so uncut boy how ya love it?
Joyful being on top, boy? 'Star uh shoot ya the fuck up OFF IT!
(FUCK BOY!) we V.I.P, on some nose candy shit
We so family with Lindsay Lohan on that T.I.P (*SNIFF*)
Clubbin', Ibiza, Berlin, we livin' the life, rich n famous
We at Studio 54, pourin' bricks on tables
No straws, only hundred dollar bills, we on some A grade shit (*SNIFF*)
Smilez & Southstar get the parties poppin'
Chargin' 50 G's each just to show up on some hip hop shit
Hit the airport, tourin' in every state, circlin' the globe
Raw fuckin' groupies, we stay reimbursin' on our jobs (ZHOOOOO!)
So keep hatin' on a couple a young niqqaz from the O
Who did make it... fuck ya punk niqqaz who stay broke.... (HAHAHAH!)
Word on the street is ya niqqaz stay missin'.... I mean where y'all at?
Raisin' goats in Wisconsin, niqqa get the fuck out my face!
I mean I don't wanna disrespect our fanbase out there but forreal y'all not touchin' us, we be at the 2 million dollar studio high off the purest....
Y'all stay at ya momma's porch burnin' that cheap dirt grass they sold u for weed.... Keep savin' yo pennys niqqa maybe some day you'll afford a nice shirt or sumthin bitches,ZHOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
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