Show ya gangsta... Cypher.

Discussion in 'Cypher' started by Da New Kid, Oct 1, 2005.

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  1. yuppi

    yuppi da raisin

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    im having personality issues and i'll dis you off miscues
    i miss blue cuz purple was just a sick hue
    so i'll hit you, just cuz i have the fist dude,
    and i miss tooth, i'll rip shoes just to see your toes.
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  2. Metæphor

    Metæphor The Fantastic

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    ima ganaga banga
    u aint no ganga banga
    im gettin money money
    u filled wit anger anger
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  3. Louisville

    Louisville Dat nigga

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    you can't find me in that cherry porche and// sry my rims is tens, at redlights they don't spin like the wheel of fortune//pockets big but I like all my hammers light// I'll walk to touch your block, light it up like Vanna White// these gats is wild, got pieces to match my style, so many desert eagles think I clone McNabbs in the Nile// you'll get a TO, travel to Westbrook in a hearse//I get it poppin' before the game like Jevon Kearse//I don't write to offend ya, hungry just like a contender, Thanksgiving ain't the only day that I'm hyped for my dinner//win more battles than Napoleon, fuck a surrender//stay on the Mike like the spotlight at the United Center//get it through ya head, I'm the real deal, send you to a holy field fake ass niggaz cuz I'm a soldier// this is the takeover, similar to Hova, yall like Tyson once you bite me that's a sign your career is over//huh, you shoulda stayed in the amateurs//guns flash but don't zoom in like cheap cameras//dawg I'll str8 dismantle ya//get my niggaz from Panama//bullets from the tech have ya chest harder than Pamela's//nobody can fuck wit us//I'm da ultimate hustler//Damon Dash soft, louisville will str8 muscle ya//playin' poker with phone cards doggy I'll call your bluff//I always been a star Galileo ain't look hard enough
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  4. Holloway

    Holloway New Member

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    When Holloway ain't in ya cypher
    That's a relief
    When suckers bite Hollow's lyrics
    You call him a thief
    When Hollow doing Hollow sh*it
    It's all for the street
    When Hollow shooting Hollow-tips
    He's warring. It's beef.
    But we don't gotta get into that sh*it
    Warmonger swinging more irons than if Tiger Woods was a blacksmith
    I'm here now, so get used to playing the back, kid
    Although I seen a few jewels dropped, homie the fact is
    The throne's unoccupied so I'm up and I'm taking it
    Rap and me's like Blair and Bush. We got a special relationship
    The pressure, you facing it
    Endeavours. You wasting it
    You ain't half of me, like I took your legs and severed your waist from it
    So that ice grill- you're better replacing it
    or the scatter shot, we'll pepper your face with it
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  5. Immune

    Immune New Member

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    finally, its me a decent writer/ seek to fight ya/no peeps are like us/ immune completes the cypher/ you aint fuckin with me, like i practice abstinence/ rappin hits/ feel the impact from hits/ gimme the mic and ima smash the shit/ thats just it/ im immune but yo this cat is sick/ i have everyone being liek yo thats teh shit/ so go ahead, fuck with me,thats puttin yaself in a deep hole/ peeps choke just standing in the room with us and all our weed smoke/ up in the clouds/ i aint fuckin around/ ill leave u stuck in the ground/ come fuck with me now/
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  6. 5-0.cal

    5-0.cal Affiliate

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    Came out the womb wit broken cuffs around my wrists.... a razor blade and a spliff
    I break a niggaz leg to add a new initiate to Crip
    nigga watch ya lip... ya get flipped n shattered like glass jawed figures
    so gutta i aint black n im still called nigga
    former drug dealer.... now im known as a hollow tip affiliate
    murda ya momz wit that same gun ill kill-you-wit
    is you really ripped? find in 5 seconds flat ill pump ya chest
    runnin from arrest... get stressed..... blow a 12 guage off at ya mothafuckin neck
    n now ya bodys dissordered
    got ya heart bustin out ya muthafuckin aorta
    the truth really... nigga i dont giva a fuck
    gang bang niggaz givin up when the 10'll buck
    mac 10 ready for action so surrender us? neva... n im down fo whateva
    thug from marrieta tuckin 2 barreta's
    ya think ya betta? you jus watch the game, im the shadow that moves the pieces
    too many abstract foundations for you to not confuse your thesis
    catch niggaz tryin to repeat this, they get hooked like the beef
    chatter type niggaz aint shit.... get hit n niggaz shook out they teeth
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  7. Cadet_Karma

    Cadet_Karma I used to give a fuck....

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    rebel with a cause
    a bitch that'll put ya life on pause
    my girls kickin down doors
    fuck a nigga for his loot...i guess that makes me a prostitute
    ears to the streets im connected to my roots
    no heels size 5 timberland boots
    if i catch a case homie im pleading 730
    cuz the way i was brought up was mad dirty
    niggaz around me insane and will leave u in waters murky
    you not onmy level im in a different demension
    shawshankin bitches so hoe wheres ya remdemption
    im raw and im blunt with my lyrical comprehension
    i aint full of myself but i know im the shit
    cuz i even got other hoes tryna get at the bitch
    this aint rap this is my life believe me
    u dont gotta but dont act tough when u see me
    but ill put a slug in ya chest that'll make u wheezy
    most girls run their mouth but i keep convos breezy
    when ya business out in the streets u get clapped real easy
    u wonder why i dont spit about clothes and talk about other hoes
    that aint my pitch cuz i pitch shit that'll leave the feins on doze
    the type of chick that put holes in hoes and roll out on foes
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  8. Gsus

    Gsus aka Wordz bka G. Legit

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    Listen...

    I've been gangsta since birth...like I was born wit a heart thats purple...
    Most of u dudes, crews like cake after supper...quick to "dessert" u/
    But wit me and mine...they stick wit me like celebs and paparazzi...
    See bullets like chump change...cuz they never fail to cop a body/
    So when 5-0 at the door....I gotta let my lead answer...
    And have em clutchin they chest and staggerin back...like fred sanford/
    Not just the hammer...Ima handyman, I put every tool to use...
    Even CSI wont know the cause of death after they funeral/
    They can put me on the stand and I'll plead the fifth, cuz I never lie....
    Its similar to findin water in hell when the FBI try an get me to testify/
    I aint no snitch, I didnt like to share, I was never good at show and tell...
    I rather pay off the judge, knockout the baliff, and tell em all, go to hell/
    But I got sense and a hungry lawyer that'll eat the case...
    see court to me, is like philly...
    throw a lil bread and cheese at the beef, and u got ya self a cheese steak/
    Then Im back on the streets at the end of the day, on my hustle again....
    cuz the street game like rape, the money cum willingly or Ima muscle it in/
    Im first string in this shit, most of yall just occupy space by ridin wood...
    See I make b1tch niccas scream like lil jon, the way I be Robbin Hoods/
    Mannn, if u think u G, Ima reach for my pockets, and what I pull, gonna make u strip for me...
    and we aint in no club, we see shit differently, cuz u aint gettin no cash dude, cuz the tips for me/
    But off all that takin shit...lets talk about how dope I get...
    its like u can get a shotgun...from all the smoke I spit/
    Fuck a contact, I dont need a middle man to get ya cream...
    Ya'll cats mistakin the drug game for menege tuas in wet dreams/
    Look, I mafia the hood, I roll around presidential style, while I take over...
    see there aint no bandanas round here...
    cuz I put more colors in boxes than crayola/
    Dont move, cuz this doc give shots like vaccines...
    I'll take ya shit, until ya ass clean...
    and leave slugs stuck in ya head like past dreams/
    My flow hectic, cuz my dough stretches...
    Im rough like most sketches...
    and u know what Im sayin when i say my nikes aint the only place I hold checks kid/
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  9. J High

    J High **He's Still Got It**

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    Everyone claimin gangster, I really doubt-it/
    Cuz if yall were real you wouldnt be on the net talkin about-it/
    You'd be out in the street speakin with hands, not typing/
    And writing lyrics on the web, and net fightin/
    With other "gangsters" and sayin you gon shoot-them-cuz/
    Nobody fearin you behind a computer screen, stupid-thugs/

    :)
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  10. Cadet_Karma

    Cadet_Karma I used to give a fuck....

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    LOL man im sittin here laughin at the name of this thread
    cant show my gangsta face, ski-mask on my head
    my man in the pen cuz he had to use his lead
    chicks up here aint gangsta neva held work in ya lips
    back n forth from outta state i was makin them trips
    and if you dont get it oh well cuz i aint explaining shit
    b4 i let off a burna razor blade between my teeth,
    when you had curfew catchin Z's I was out on the creep
    I ran his pockets while my girl was deep-thoating his meat
    cut up soap served fiends pass em off as dubs
    makin moves with niggaz while yall lookin for love
    tryna live up to the name but yall just some E-Thugs
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  11. J High

    J High **He's Still Got It**

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    ^^ haha....you agreeing sayin they E-Thugs but didnt you post before that? haha
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  12. I'm a motherfuckin' G ducktape in my pocket
    glock nine in the spine behind a lexus cockpit
    quick to cock it snatch a necklace and pawnshit
    if you got shit I don't have I fuckin' want it
    so quick it's mentaliy sick how I'll use a hostage
    break yourself bitch get the hell out the car
    pistol whip your pretty face and leave ill scars
    I'm still raw when the feds rush the spot
    first one through the door is gettin' a face popped
    stash a blow baggie in this coke whore's titty's
    when five oh patrols homes in more US city's
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  13. Gsus

    Gsus aka Wordz bka G. Legit

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    Listen...

    Ima lyricist homie, I might not do all that I spit...
    but in my heart, I know aint nobody as gangsta as this/
    U on the net 24/7.....like stillborns, u aint gotta life....
    I live in the hood, so I know alot about the life/
    But dont get it twisted, Im as real as I say...
    come on duke, u just spittin, to fill in some space/
    But if u would have read previous post....
    u would realize, that I wont on a serious note/
    Lets get serious though, enough of the jokes...
    if u want proof, how I be murkin niccas...
    u betta get a sixth sense, and talk to a ghost/
    Lyrcally yo, Im the hypest of the typist...
    I could put the words in ya mouth...
    and u still couldnt recite this/
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  14. J High

    J High **He's Still Got It**

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    Ima lyricist homie, I might not do all that I spit...
    but in my heart, I know aint nobody as gangsta as this/

    But dont get it twisted, Im as real as I say...
    come on duke, u just spittin, to fill in some space/

    ^^ that was hot fams
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  15. Gsus

    Gsus aka Wordz bka G. Legit

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    thanx...lol...I got off topic though
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