RapVerse.com Community - View Single Post - just felt like killin it!!!

girls light up when i hit it like a box of matches/
songs got so many punches,till i spit boxin matches/
no performin' for applause, u wack? & still get clapped up/
got a bullet for ya head that'll make ya STARTER cap, BACK-UP/
my whole crew is some caught up peers/
who'll put the razr to ya face when u aint got a call or beard/
aint got no movement G's behind u on/
disrespect the HUSTLE?, & get treated like phat a$$, GRINDED on/
i'm a cold G so b4 u see me, put on ya heat/
or end up layin' in shells like u got put on a beach/
all u do is front like them thangs they put on thier teeth/
i'll get'chu stretched like u was tryna reach/
yawn or sumthin', so fresh and we stronger than beach/
dawn or sumthin', put bullets out like they tryna leave/
gone for sumthin', like parkin meters how the metal got'chu runnin'/
but i'm the foundation, ain't leavin' for nufin'/
so all u can do is dig me/
and ya girl, i kills it when i lick-'er(liqour) like kidneys/
hustler, and product gettin' marked up like clumbsy kids knees/
y'all more the type to play house wit' a rat, like disney/
i hear y'all sayin' its a mouse, but its the same3 to me/
i'm real so new clothes is all thats changin' me/
plus ya plans is plain ta see/
cuz like dipset y'all bammas just tryna get from "A!"(juelz) ta "B"(cam)/
no diss to 'em but i just had ta sample/
this fire, y'all smokin' like half a camel/
shut'chu down yet leave ya chest open like half a sandal/
and put fire on wax, this line is half a candle/
got gangsta girls around the world from damu, ta shamu/
that stay wet all over my head like shampoo/
so if ya shawty outta line than she can get blammed too/
like indoor track meets, y'all bammas gettin' ran thru/
y'all rappers dont shoot mags, u shoot pics for magazines/
rappin' hard when inside u mo shook than eve's tambourine/
they call me hot line judgin' by my raps and rings/
wit' cash i'm like popeye, cuz u gone lose when i pull out the green/
for girls u do like kevin, prolly fed-'er-lines/
she'll tolerate urs today but she'd rather mine/
cuz just gettin' a watch from me is spendin' better time/
y'all like broke blenders, aint gone never grind/
fast money dont last, i'd rather slow mo dough/
cuz lines cumin' off my head like thangs that i dont know no mo/
bammas get gassed up for toe-ta-toe/
but i'll get'cha boy beat like feet at a go-go show/
advice, stay off the site or i'll delete'cha/
but'chall the type who wouldn't get a tip if y'all delivered a pizza/
i got mo rollaz than skate teams/
but i'll give the BLUES to y'all YELLOW bellies for the GREEN/