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Me And My Brothas Syk Spitttin / Check This Ryme Out Its Pretty Nice (2) (3) (4)
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Syk Ryme by Jduck13(m): 9:01pm On Mar 17, 2007 |
got da cash dey call me da mail man when I was a youngn I brought G's fo showin tell man a straight hellion when I spit I brought hell man had rockets like nassa so I had to avail man I had to use it dont get it dictionary dat Im bringin vocab u could call it dictionary rap Im gettin pussy I pop all da chicks cherrys and when it comes to clips I got blix fo u berrys how u gon bust a berry when u cant bust a grape I spray at ghetto birds and clap at fu**in jakes I aint no cook but Im bakin fu**in cakes and aint no fu**in breaks when I spit venom like fu**in snakes I got a fu**in ace enough dese jacks new jacks wit crews whack in dey grave when my ooze clap Big L of 2007 commitin 187 30's help me 211 few is bettin against me dont envy coz I get mo attention den bitchs on da block sayin rent me yaw albinos hide tryin not to fry When we gs in da streets jus tryin to get da pie Jus puffin da Lye Maxed out at da pad and B I peel caps at all yaw who act bad U been straight played dats why u try to evade but still u enflamed our flamethrowers get u sprayed Get u straight dayed by a fu**in hand grenade and dats man made though it seems a lil godness im so tight and B ya wife is my goddess I must be honest yea she slept wit me but I let her go man I only kept fifty |
Re: Syk Ryme by Jduck13(m): 9:02pm On Mar 17, 2007 |
yaw thinkin jim jones nah she jus jones my jimmy and B Im smokin mary J when I bone her jenny dont need a helmet nah I dont need a cap da only protection I really need is a strap and Im back on da map and i clap at ya hat I smack at ya trap and clap at ya rats I hack at da cats who think dey can rap and im back wit a mac and a stack dats so fat U would think a sumo was in my da** pocket especially da way da dough bulgin out ma da** wallet as a youngn It was da broccoli goin up nobody stoppin me but now its da cane I slang coz da change what im coppin C I got da kei I also got da loc and B U talk I spank u children Da paddle get to poppin B enough u bustas wit ya co** blockin B I get pussy homey like da hood get poverty Coz If I was mugsy bouges and u was shaq u still couldnt block it if da ball was my mac |
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