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Method Man only knows whats happenin when niggas talkin crack On tv a smart ass and him and Red stuck on each other balls and sack Clown ass nigga cant Busta rhyme Unless he featured in his song with a clutchin nine How high will he have to get to realize his songs aint worth shit Method Man in the industry has no ideal purpose next rapper Master P |
Makem say ugggggghhh please change the station
These mainstream rappas playin the game like playstation Releasing a 100 CDs in 30 days and get no radio play Eyo P I aint hatin I just think that no limit is gay Snoop was tight and with tha row his music was gangsta When he signed up with no Limit he showed u who's the Masta Just stick to producin like that foo' named Diddy Both of yall got money but with rap skillz yall don't have any |
guy didnt leave a rapper so im gonna do......lil bow wow
yo this bitch think he the shit but i cant eva remember him havin a numba 1 hit he think he cool cuz snoop gave him his name but he cant rap so that really is a shame he thought that song was cool wen it wen... 'bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yey' but gues wot bow wow that song was gay |
iight he didn't leave a rapper so.....i pick the worst Ja Rule
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Ja rule ja rule/ plz tell me somemore how i should go to school/ and you should kno that school is real cool/you sound like you went maybe about 6 years/waz it the bully that taught you how to fear/or waz it the worlds biggest geek/wat wronge everytime you talk about em you have got to sneak/are you jus' a lil' scard/or is it that not matter wat we're gonna come prepared/i saw your song on tv.yea it waz on that show called ''worst songs ever''/and howcome when the press asks you a qustion all you say is whatever/jus' stop we're tired of your shit/ man i'm tellin you wat you got is it/no more your done/you can't hurt our ears anymore/
next- p diddy |
Hear shots in the night/
Shit ya pants in fright/ Ya blunt got ya higher than a kite/ Can't see where the bullets from/ Make another record to say thanks to mom/ U say you the don but no one knows now u gone/ Keep runnin ya mouth bout bad boy you're weak/ Ya punches come out meek, while verses you tweak/ See i aim to seek why you bite beats from mr mr/ Was you shaggin his sister of jus plain blowin like a twister/ Keep ya mouth shut now you dead spreyed by bullets/ Suge's still here but you gone, who'd of thought it/ RIP TUPAC. Next: BIGGIE |
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