50 Cent Diss....why not? (Whos Down)
Im gonna make a track dissin 50 Cent........jus to do it cuzz im bored and i need like 2 more emcee's and lets see wut people say if they think he would beable to beat it or if we merked him......~1~ HOLLA BACK! |
are you doing this in text?
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^hopefully not.............
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lmao...word cuz that would be hella wack
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Dats wut i was planning on cuzz i do not have any audio equipment yet......
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god, you are so stupid.
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nobody could wreck on 50 like me, believe that, I'll do text till you can get your audio thing
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50-cent is one of da easist rappers to get on.....He aint even talented he a good song wrighter but when it comes to verses he pretty much garbage......he should stick to writtin choruses for Game and G-Unit........or whats left of it after all dis bullshit i hear happeniing up in his camp
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but anyways i'll shit on nigga for ya so im down
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u cant diss 50 he got more cash than you lol so i dont see the point, but i hope its hot
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murda tactics burn a track back to Curtis Jackson pac would turn in his casket, but you maken me laugh to see you get in the game from all the dicks you take in the ass while you fake on a track and act like you a gangsta in rap theirs real street niggas who could break you in half but since 'em signed you, you run around and claim you can rap like 'em just paved you a path or fucken gave you a pass a fee bee to make up for every slave that he had or every racist comment that he made in the past I done herd you say a million times that you killed a guy but Black Child stabbed you and that nigga still alive you aint even bruised no one, you have the dirty cops do your dirty work you aint even had to use yo gun you real hard in the studio poppin shit in a mic booth you dont wanna have me fight you you wanna have me write you talkin bout "Nas my son wants to be just like you" well if you ask the street niggas eminem over hyped you each bullet in yo ass is a symbol in its place to remind you how hated you are when you see that dimple on yo face just give up nigga you've taken enough when you got all the people involved sayin you suck and half the shit you say you just maken it up so now your own crew members haten yo guts nigga why da fuck you think yo whole crew is top charters? cause your all pop artists your hip hop's garbadge why the fuck you think you maken the same money as Britney makes? g-unit is a boy band nigga and 50's fake you real tuff till g-unit gets gobbed with sticky tape and have my niggas run up in and robb yo piggy bank {Hook x2} So what you gonna do when shit hits the fan you gonna fight like a man or just kiss my ass or threw all this hostility you shit in your pants I'm a short fuse and you lit the match {Bridge x2} Nas, a braveheart veteran name an mc I aint better then you against me you could never win meet me in the streets we can settle this {Verse 2} When I'm speakin threw rap, you niggas deepin my wrath shit mixed with emotions makes it hard to keep it on wax cause it can steer off a track and coserveer off of rap and have niggas jump you till your left breathin with gasps and each have you stabbed and all of my people in masks so you cant identify to the police who attacked just niggas reachin for straps and heaters bringen out gats and watch this thug turn pussy when he pees in his pants niggas callin my name, I can turn '50 cents' into a 'Buck' invest it in the 'Bank' and spend it all in the 'Game' a ball and a chain with an anchor tied to your ankel and hang you until you dangel and break you apart from each angle and repeatededly kill you with my freedom of speech so you can look at my lyrics and read 'em and weap so you don't run with cops? nigga niether do we but your right hand man is the cheif of police beef in rap cause you aint got the balls to beef in the streets cause you'd get another lil cute dimple on your cheek with the heat yeah I got my wifey tattoo'd on my arm while you got a "Nas' biggest fan" sign glued to your thong while you shake yo lil ass for them record exects and blow kisses and suck up so they'll send you a check but never the less I knew about you steppin to X but interscope made you take it off the track to settle your debts to calm your beefs, you bitch made put a switch blade threw your rib cage and watch your chest leak in the street like bootleg mixtapes aint no need to dictate, line up your calvulry you talk that gangsta shit and get it twisted with reality ayo my pistol got the flue and my bullets got allergies so if the trigga sneeze you gone be anotha casualty {Hook x2} So what you gonna do when shit hits the fan you gonna fight like a man or just kiss my ass or threw all this hostility you shit your pants I'm a short fuse and you lit the match {Bridge x2} Nas, a braveheart veteran name an mc I aint better then you against me you could never win meet me in the streets we can settle this there you got you got yourself a diss |
if your gonna do a diss you got to relese in on audio
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did anyone see 50's first video
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lol....a text track...hahaha, does it com in brail?...
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i don't see why it can't come out in brail, something with a mic rip that track
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