"FLAMBOYANT"
 

yo, i ride thru tha block twistin trees, then head 2 Mickey D's//
cause i jus got tha munchies, touch me i pump 3//
and tha bullet go thru 2 ur dome drop u off home//
and leave u on tha front porch bleedin on stone//
i got bad bitches, plus i pull a trick evryday//
wifey at home, yung chick suckin dick on tha way//
to my house, and while im at it i jus skeet in her mouth//
she say holla at me later i say, "bitch that i doubt"//
who else u know wit criminal lyrics that be religious like biblical spirits//
oh how i wish u could hear it, might have 2 miracle ear it//
niggaz breathe heavy when tha gun in their face//
son by their waist yellin "DADDY, DADDY, DADDY"//
got fiends on tha corner yellin "ANTI 4 THA BAGGY"//
and im too smooth wit this shit so tha jakes will neva tag me//
check, i hold it down, love 4 tha Boggie down//
every nite u hear sounds, cops or shots from a glock//
that go pop and a nigga body get hot//
evry otha a nigga body get dropped//
whether 4 jewels or money, goddamn that shit aint funny//
used to be bummy but still Take got honeys//
9 years old, hide and go fuck and got head o' plenty//
im so nice i shud charge jus 2 rhyme//
50 dollars 4 my name, and charge about a hundred a line//
check my in-state, credit is in date, i sling weight//
got enuff of it so i can go out and spend cake//
i hold twin eights plus get in late, my pen aches//
cause i stay behind more barz than a muthafuckin inmate// PEACE

Uppim Dis Right Here

no hate or shit but i werent feeling that one bit......kinda pre school......
hounestly you need to work on your whole package....a mean where gone of the days of lil kids talking bout 9's and shit where they still at school.......it aint true so dont say it.coz it fa sho aint koo........
u need to be a lil more intelligent.nah mean........but you'll get there.......i think ya last to lines were the best. but partr from that i werent feeling it........
no hate jus an hounest op[inion homie.......
peace out