Whiterap19 vs. GhettoWhiteboy2
 

Rules:
You spit first
15-30 lines max
Winner is the one ahead of polls when they end.
No Dick Rydin votes
Explain Poll votes if you can. If not it's ok. Juss vote polls.
I spit after your done.

Good Luck Dawg!
holla at yo boy

Aight he said he will post his verse later tonight.
Im waitin!

Fuck never mind. I fucked up. I will post a new battle. I forgot to put a poll in.

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Did lil shemy fuck up again? juss kiddin wit ya dawg!
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I need 100 post!
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I only got 38!
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NOw i got 39!
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NOW I GOT 40!
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NOW 41!
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damn this gone take forever

Artist: Ja Rule
Song: "Loose Change *Aftermath Diss* "

[Talking]
These faggot ass niggas,
Ay yo Buck, word to mother,
Yo they had young Malcom silenced too long baby,
They can't fuckin hold me down nigga,
What the fuck these niggas thought,
It's the I-N-C nigga, it's murder,
M-I-B nigga, Murder Inc. Bosses, motherfuckers,
Ja Rule, haha
Ay yo Buck, turn this shit up in my motherfuckin headphones,
Turn me up niggas, fuck these faggots, haha
It's real nigga, yeah, it's real nigga (ay yo, word ta motha)
(FUCK YOU LOOSE CHANGE, YOU FAGGOT!) yeah (FEMINEM IMA SLAP THE SHYT OUTTA
YOU BITCH!!)
MURDA INC NIGGAS!!!

[Rapping]
How many niggas hold they heat like Rule?
Sidearm, barrel ta mouth ta blow ya head out through tha south,
An' let 'Lil J get ta airin' ya out.
An' if there's any change left I toss ya on down ta tha west,
An' let (westside!!) tha road ride down on ya
California, love is what ya crave so on ya grave
it's gon' read: "Here lie Fifty, who snitched on many.
That half a dolla, that nickel, them dimes, an' died like penny."
An' Murda Inc. will send they deepest condolences and sympathies
ta Aftermath, ta Shady, Interscope and Jimmy,
I mean ya know ya team they really some pee-ons, gettin' peed on,
an' leaked on.
I'm talkin' 'bout faggot ass gay Dre young,
an' she told me all about how ya used ta take transvestites home,
an' occasionally wear thongs.
No wonda Feminem be cross dressin' in pumps an' tight 'lil dresses,
my pumps, they leave big messes...
An' I know tha 'Truth Hurts' when I bus' records,
Battle of da sexes, is dat a woman or a man?
I really don't care ta stand but Fifty you gon' get shot again
by the M-U-R-D-E-R INC, I'm tha rappa that sings,
totes guns an' blades. An' these Fed's can't discuss 'em
cause while he violatin' ?? cryin' bitch to Russell like:

(BEAT CHANGES TO NAS'S "MADE YOU LOOK)
They shootin'...ahh makes ya shook an' got Bus' rhymin' tha same ol' hook.
Like, they shootin'...I ain't shoot up ya land,
I'd a put ya in tha coroner van.
Like my nigga J *muah*
Tha Vanguish will be tha ghetto car when I clap at ya garage.
An' Em, whats tha du-rag for?
You neva gon' have waves, you'll never know black pain
but you can become tha first white rappa slain.
Jus' get yo money mayn, tha INC is runnin' thangs,
hideout wit 'Loose Change'.
An' you nigga Ima send you ta mommy...
wit strict ordas from Gotti ta hide tha body.
An' Dre, ya days comin' too cuz I got a team of misfits thats quiet
an' handle they business, Cause....
IM SHOOTIN'...at all yall niggas,
an' 'Lil Mo you jus' one of dem bitches
that ain't had a hot song in how long? NEVA!
Ya betta off wit a dick in ya mouth, shutup!!
Em ya claim ya mother's a crackhead and Kim is a known slut,
so what's Haley gon' be when she grows up?

MURRRDAAA!! Yall know what it is.
MURRRDAAA!! Yall know what it be.
MURRRDAAA!! Yall know what it is.
MURRRDAAA!! I-N-C (BOOOOOM)

Artist: 50 Cent
Song: "21 Questions "

[50 Cent]
New York City!
You are now rapping...with 50 Cent
You gotta love it...
I just wanna chill and twist a lot
Catch suns in my 7-45
You drive me crazy shorty I
Need to see you and feel you next to me
I provide everything you need and I
Like your smile I don't wanna see you cry
Got some questions that I got to ask and I
Hope you can come up with the answers babe

[Nate Dogg]
Girl...It's easy to love me now
Would you love me if I was down and out?
Would you still have love for me?
Girl...It's easy to love me now
Would you love me if I was down and out?
Would you still have love for me?
Girl...

[50 Cent]
If I feel off tomorrow would you still love me?
If I didn't smell so good would you still hug me?
If I got locked up and sentenced to a quarter century,
Could I count on you to be there to support me mentally?
If I went back to a hoopty from a Benz, would you poof and disappear like
some of my friends?
If I was hit and I was hurt would you be by my side?
If it was time to put in work would you be down to ride?
I'd get out and peel a nigga cap and chill and drive
I'm asking questions to find out how you feel inside
If I ain't rap 'cause I flipped burgers at Burger King
would you be ashamed to tell your friends you feelin' me?
And in bed if I used to my tongue, would you like that?
If I wrote you a love letter would you write back?
Now we can have a lil' drink you know a nightcap
And we could go do what you like, I know you like that

[Nate Dogg]
Girl...It's easy to love me now
Would you love me if I was down and out?
Would you still have love for me?
Girl...It's easy to love me now (Woo!)
Would you love me if I was down and out?
Would you still have love for me?
Girl...

[50 Cent]
Now would you leave me if you're father found out I was thuggin'?
Do you believe me when I tell you, you the one I'm loving?
Are you mad 'cause I'm asking you 21 questions?
Are you my soulmate? 'Cause if so, girl you a blessing
Do you trust me enough, to tell me your dreams?
I'm staring at ya' trying to figure how you got in them jeans
If I was down would you say things to make me smile?
I treat you how you want to be treated just teach me how
If I was with some other chick and someone happened to see?
And when you asked me about it I said it wasn't me
Would you believe me? Or up and leave me?
How deep is our bond if that's all it takes for you to be gone?
And always remember girl we make mistakes, to make it up I do whatever it take
I love you like a fat kid love cake
You know my style I say anything to make you smile

[Nate Dogg]
Girl...It's easy to love me now
Would you love me if I was down and out?
Would you still have love for me?
Girl...It's easy to love me now
Would you love me if I was down and out?
Would you still have love for me?
Girl...

Could you love me in a Bentley?
Could you love me on a bus?
I'll ask 21 questions, and they all about us
Could you love me in a Bentley?
Could you love me on a bus?
I'll ask 21 questions, and they all about us

Artist: Lil Mo
Song: "21 Answers "

Baltimo' City, New York City
You are now rockin' to the sounds of ya girl Little Mo
You can't hate on me

Cuz I just wanna chill and take a ride
Shot gun in ya 7-45
Oh baby you know I got ya back, and I need to feel you
next to me
We got a baby and you know that I
would have another, man I want ur child
Sometimes I really wanna cry, cuz the love is so good

Boy, if you really love me now
Can we walk down the aisle?
Cuz you, know I'm gonna hold you down
Cuz when you was down and out
I was still around
You gettin' money now, but I still got love for you

If you fell off tomorrow you could stay at my crib
If you didn't smell so good I still would have ur kid
If you got locked up I'd put money on ur books
I'd marry you through congical visits and it'd be off
the hook
You could still keep the hoopty if you couldn't cop a
Benz
Boy I'd never dip out like some of ur friends
If the boys try to get you I'd be by ur side
You might flee if I'm set it off and you know I'll
ride
If you gotta peel a cap baby, do it papi
And if a chick wanna a piece of me I know you got me
You have to work at Mciedie's or Burger King I'd be
there for you cuz I know we gotta eat
I ain't got too many friends, you know that bay
If you use ur tongue baby I'll behave
You know I don't drink cuz I wanna have ur baby
Cuz I'm ur girl and them other chicks is maybe

Boy, if you really love me now
Can we walk down the aisle?
Cuz you know I'm gonna hold you down
Cuz when you was down and out
I was still around
You gettin' money now, but I still got love for you

If you only knew how I feel
Boy you would know that my love is for real
21 answers to the questions you got
I'll always love you if you got money or not, oh

If you only knew how I feel
Boy you would know that my love is for real
21 answers to the questions you got
I'll always love you if you got money or not, oh

Boy, if you really love me now
Can we walk down the aisle?
Cuz you know I'm gonna hold you down
Cuz when you was down and out
I was still around
You gettin' money now, but I still got love for you

Artist: Clipse f/Pharrell, Pusha T, Malice, Faith
Song: "Ma I Don't Love Her "



[Pharell]
I wanna love you girl
Just wanna love you girl
Please let me love you girl
Just wanna love you girl
C'mon, I wanna love you girl
Just wanna love you girl
Let me love you girl
Let me...

[Malice]
When we met I was talkin' that game
Parkin' that thang
Since then between us
A lot of things changed
Now it's like the world got a whole different name
I can't stop chics from sayin' my name
Most of it's lies,
If not, don't be surprised
You knew I was ballin' when I met you
But really, I started layin' low just to net you
I'm raw as hell yet can't deny that you special
These girls can't either
Winter, his and her Vivas
Summer, his and her Louie sneakers
You don't think that bother people
Guess again you even need to check your friends
Sayin that I cheat
Right, maybe with my heat
Got a pearl handled chrome thing that I call Sweets
I greet wit her, creep wit her, even eat wit her
Late nights under my sheets, yeah I sleep with her
But thats it

[Chorus:]
[Pusha T + Malice with Faith Evans (Faith)]
Look
Ma, I don't love her
Don't listen to her words
She tryin' to split us as lovebirds
But that's not it
Now you see me buyin' her whips and shit (No)
You see me sendin' her on trips and shit (No)
If the answers no don't forget (How's she know you then)
I don't know

[Pusha T]
If I don't know I don't know, lets not go that road
I don't know who she is, don't care who told
Look stop flippin', no need to explode
I seen the number in the pager, I don't know that code
In the streets too much, c'mon, that's absurd
Gettin' no complaints when I be flippin' them birds
Your girls just talk 'bout this that and the third
Believe half what you see none of what you heard
You askin' me who's her I'm askin' who's mink fur
With that rock on her hand makin' their eyes blurred
Could that be you plus who cop every gem
Who spend like I spend, then act like it then
Got the dream home and we settled in it
Our lives too perfect that's why they meddle in it
Now, just chalk it up as just part of the game
You know who I'm about, who got part of my name?

[Chorus]

[Faith (Malice)]
Do you love me babe (Sho' you right)
You thinkin' of me babe (Well atleast tonight)
I bet you'd tell me anything (Yea thats right)
Just to be with me (Yep and tonight's the night)
[2X]

[Pusha T]
I'm not most men my heart truer than theirs
Of course your girls hate, our whips newer than theirs
We hardly fight, arguements way fewer than theirs
Even down to the ice, look, bluer than theirs
What they gonna tell us about us, Huh?
What they talk 'bout without us, Huh?
The envy got 'em speakin loosely
Tell 'em walk in your shoes
But first let 'em know they Gucci

[Malice]
And even if I did twist her
I promise I didn't kiss her
Won't shit touchy feely
Grudge on the floor like mister did the silly
No respect shown
My homies laugh while she talk dirty on the speaker phone
Now don't you start
I spared your heart
If you ain't see it I didn't do it
Ain't I played my part?
Bricks chics whips chips, that just go with the grind
What else do you want from me, to say it, fine

[Chorus]

[Faith (Malice) (with Pharell's verse in background)]
Do you love me babe (Sho' you right)
You thinkin of me babe (Well atleast tonight)
I bet you'd tell me anything (Yea thats right)
Just to be with me (Yep and tonight's the night)
[2X]

[Faith singing]

[Faith, Pusha T + Malice]
That's not it

Artist: Bone Crusher f/Killer Mike & T.I.
Song: "Never Scared"


[Bone Crusher talking]
Yea! This nigga think we hoez or somethin' my nigga...
Sheeeit, man what the... lemme talk to the mo'fucca
How hard we really mo'fuccin is in this biaaaatch... nah'm sayin?
Fuck nigga... sheit man, ole punk ass kids, we out the club nigga...
That don't mean nuthin nigga! I'm gon fuck this nigga up, my nigga!
Sheeeeit, lemme show this mo'fucca how hard this shit really is!!!

[Chorus]
So I'm outside of da club and you think I'm a puuuuuuuunk
So I go to my loaded tech 9 that's off in the truuuuuuuunk
I told that muthafucka
I ain't never scared (eastside!)
I ain't never scared (westside!)
I ain't never scared (southside!)
I ain't never scared (northside!)
I ain't never scared (southside!)
I ain't never scared (eastside!)
I ain't never scared (westside!)

[Verse 1: Bone Crusher]
Let a choppa go PLOOOOOOWWW! to yo melon
Now the plasma is oozin outta yo cerebellum
AttenSHUNNNNN! Fuck nigga, now you swellin
You ain't talkin hardcore, now is ya? Lil' bitch!
Got'em runnin scared of a... BIGGA NIGGA!
Cuz I put the heat to his ummm... HILFIGER!
Now on dat drank and on some of dat dank
Pistols gettin bursted now I need somethin to drank

REPEAT CHORUS

[Verse 2: Killer Mike]
I got a hot 4 fever, call it bitch Benita
Knock the apple off any bum or the hollow heat seaker
Ran 'cross bitch niggaz, fuck the pint, she take blood by the liter
I'll never leave her, my viscous vixen
On liquor, send dat ass to God quicker
No matter yo religion, you Muslim, Hebrew or Christian
She indiscriminate with punishment, she send'em missin
My gun's my favorite bitch and
And she got permanent PMS so she stay bitchin!

REPEAT CHORUS w/ ad libs by T.I.

[Verse 3: T.I.]
Noooooo, I ain't bad, just don't kiss no ass or take shit
And I'm a grown man, find you somebody to play wit
If you'on like me when you see me, betta not say shit
I'll choke yo ass out like Dre did that bitch
You betta tell these pussies they ain't fuckin wit no rookie
I'm a Bankhead nigga, I'll take yo cookiez!
So don't make it a me or you situation
I'll have yo partner down and I'll see you visitation
Like, hope for the best, but I'on think he gon make it
Not the way he was shiverin and shakin on the pavement
I'll tell you wha, if you make it, call'em grace cuz he amazin
Find out these verses wasn't the only thang blazin and
Just when you thought that I was done I was savin the
Best for last, nigga kiss my ass
Like ??? they my folkz, itz best you just let'em be
Cuz I do the shit precincts and them FED's just ain't never see nigga!

REPEAT CHORUS

[Bone Crusher yelling]
YEA NIGGA! Just break'em off muthafucka!
We the real niggaz! All you hatin' muthafuckaz, underachieverz...
Step back, hoe nigga! Listen closely...
We ain't neva scared of none of you niggaz!
T.I., Bone Crusher, Killer Mike, just break'em off niggaaaaaaaaaaa!

REPEAT CHORUS 2X

Artist: 50 Cent
Song: "Back Down "
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Yea, G-G-G-G-G-UNIT! (G-UNIT!)
Ha ha...

[Chorus: 50 Cent]

It's easy to see when you look at me
If you look closely, 50 don't BACK DOWN
Everywhere I go both coasts wit toast
Eastside, Westside, I hold that MACK DOWN
Every little nigga you see around me
Hold a gun big enough to fuckin hold SHAQ DOWN
Next time you in the hood and see an ol G
You ask about me, the young boy don't BACK DOWN

Any living thing that cannot co-exist with the kid
Must decease existin, little nigga, now listen
Yo mami, yo papi, that bitch you chasin
Ya little dirty ass kids, I'll fuckin erase them
Your success is not enough, you wanna be hard
Knowin that, you get knocked, you get fucked in the yard
Youza poptart sweetheart, you soft in the middle
I eatcha for breakfast, the watch was an exchange for your necklace
and your boss is a bitch, if he could he would
Sell his soul for cheap, trade his +Knight+ to be Suge
You can buy cars but you can't buy respect in the hood
Maybe I'm so disrespectfu cuz to me you're a mystery
I know niggaz from ya hood, you have no history
Never sold nothin, never popped nothin, nigga stop frontin
Jay put you on, X made you hot
Now you run around like you some big shot
Ha, ha pussy...

[Chorus]

"This rap shit is all fucked up now! What are we gonna do now?
How we gonna eat man? 50 back around"
That's Ja's lil punk ass thinkin out loud
Southside, Tah died, that's just how I get down
I'm back in the game shawty, to +Rule+ and conquer
You sing for hoes and sound like the cookie monster
I'm the hardest from New York, my flow is bonkers
All the other hard niggaz, they come from Yonkers
It's been years and you had the same niggaz in the background
You never gonna sell unless Cadd Tah's crack child
Them niggaz they just SUCK, they no good
I ain't never heard a nigga say "they like them in the hood"
I'm back better than ever, on top of my game
Even them country boys sayin "50 we feelin you mayn"
Now you stay the fuck outta my zone, outta my throne
I'm New York City's own...BAD GUY (BAD GUY)

[Chorus]

I ain't tellin anyone you pussy
I ain't tellin anyone you gettin extored
It ain't over.... (G-UNIT)
I've been patently waitin to BLOWW
Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the "50 Cent Show"
This is my life, my pain, my night, my gun
Now that I'm back, you can't sleep
I'm a nightmare huuhhhh
You hired cops to hold you down cuz you fear for your life
You heard about them guns I done bought, right?
I ain't goin no where, I done told you nigga
I'ma G-Unit motherfuckin solider nigga (They not gon like you)
I know, I know...ha, ha (G-UNIT)

Artist: Lil Jon f/Oobie
Song: "Nothins Free"

[Oobie]There's something, that I gotta tell ya''Cause I know, that a brother
got needs tonightI ain't trippin' on ya' pimpin' just that this time'Cause
you gotta pay tonight tonight tonight

(Chorus)I know you wanna get paid tonightBut I'm tryna get paid tonightWe
ain't even gotta fuss and fightJust hit me right, it's on all night I know
you wanna get in bed wit' meBut you gotta come correctly Nothin' in life is
free, expecially not me

[Oobie]I hope you...can feel meWhen I say, pay before you play wit' meWanna
taste this....but it's pricelessIt's something that you never done before,
I'm not ya ordinary hoe

(Chorus)

[Lil' Jon]I fell off in the club (shawty)Not lookin' for love (shawty)But I'm
lookin' for a gul (shawty)For I could cut (shawty)Like lil mama in the blue
(shawty)She so got damn cute (shawty)But she say she need cheese
(shawty)Before she dip wit' me (shawty)Well let me see (shawty)What it might
be (shawty)And what's ya' fee (shawty)For my fantasy (shawty)Now I ain't rich
(shawty)But I spend a lil bit (shawty)So who you wit? (shawty)Let's do this
shit (shawty)

(Chorus)

[Oobie]There's something, that I gotta tell ya'Before you lay with me
tonightI ain't got no problem with fly guys right Cause you gotta pay tonight
tonight tonight

[Lil' Jon]What chu' talkin' 'bout? (shawty)And get cum out cha' mouth
(shawty)Say you want some cash (shawty)Before I hit that ass (shawty)I'm not
yo' boy (shawty)I ain't no toy (shawty)Don't play no games (shawty)'Cause I
ain't lame (shawty)But foe' my gurl (shawty)I'll give her the world
(shawty)Ain't no thang (shawty)To give up that change (shawty)I ain't rich
(shawty)I spend a lil bit (shawty)So who you wit? (shawty)Let's do this shit
(shawty)

(Chorus)

[Oobie]Now I'll be there for youIf you want me toI'll be by ya' sideIf the
price is rightTake care of meAnd I'll take care of you Nothin tonight is free

Ohhh, yeahhhI gotta get paid, wooNow if you want meCome correctlyMight be
something you never done beforeI'm not yo' ordinary hoe

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