Its hard to stand up and take a breath cuz theres to much cigars blazin/
My friends jumpen in joy wanten there duces its amazin/.
I cant stop to think and spit a rhyme and my prashen sucks like a rotted raisen/
I drop you down if I could take a breath you would be dazen/
My friend here started smoken like 1 month ago/
Trys to rhyme but to much of a wanksta to even go with the flow/.
I don’t even like it when he calls me his best bro/
Drop him down off at his house but still on the low/.
To much smoke to hard to breath only like weed/
They get mad when I don’t share cuz they got to much greed indeed/.

To much smoke to much cigars (cigars blazin)
To much smoke to much cigars (cigars blazin).

Maybe one day my rap will be good and ill have the best record in the lead/
Stop and tell you to not be taken peoples songs that’s rank ass pleed/.
There’s like 20 people up here smoking them cant do to much to stop them/
I would rather roll up a J and pick out a stem now that’s my gem/.
Not smokin cigars and cigrettes you even told me there gar-bage/
Don’t do it in front of to much people they might be a cop with a badge/.
You might get in shit prob not its not ill-legal to smoke yet/
Drop a threat yer dumb to do that I hope before you do it you forget/.

To much smoke to much cigars (cigars blazin)
To much smoke to much cigars (cigars blazin).

Now they roll wit cigars and cigrettes in there ear think there good/
But still tremble in there bed from fear of the hood/.
Now they would get jumped so would I but cant stop there just to say hi/
They can tell even when you get caught in your own lie why don’t you try/.
They smoke to there hardcore gangstas what can we do were just a few/
From a city unknown to them, but still they front us down like were jews/.
Who new we could stand up and fly by with are car that we stole/
Off them o shit were gonna get shot and put into a big hole/.
O boy its rank they are so gangsta with the guns n cigars/
Puffen them infront of me it makes me try not to even spit some bars/.

To much smoke to much cigars (cigars blazin)
To much smoke to much cigars (cigars blazin).

yo nice and long good drop my nigga...

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thanks uppin

yeah peace...

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thanks uppin i said! UPPIN

whatchu kno bout gars
whatchu kno bout green housin cars

whatchu kno bout, boys high off them trees
whatchu kno bout, makin bitchs hit they knees

whatchu kno bout, boys high as the sky
whatchu kno bout, this click ready to die

whatchu kno bout, titans rolled end to end
whatchu kno bout, how much money we spend

whatchu kno bout, the smoke comin out my mouf
whatchu kno bout, dogs in the dirty souf

whatchu kno bout, smokin packs of phillys at a time
whatchu kno bout, pullin n clickin that nine

whatchu kno bout brawls in the lot
whatchu kno bout slangin bows of pot

whatchu kno bout people gettin stabbed for q's
whatchu kno bout, people gettin robbed for shoes

whatchu kno bout the thickest click
whatchu kno bout tellin hatas to suck yo dick



hahahaha jus like my last post high n drunk asa bitchhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh holla

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for all these niggas that say i cant rap, nigga i dont rap any way, i ROBBBBB
-crunchy blac(three 6 mafia)


i get high like the birds and the planes, i get high when bullets hit faces after words are exchanged
-styles p(the lox)

u betta tell yo man wit the gauges im nice, i'll shoot up yo white shirts till yall look like dice
-I 20

^fuck off you little noob ill merk you you suck to lol fuck off or i will report you dick head herb

now uppin lets get some feedback here!

uppin

mediocre, flow was fucked someplace, lack of wordplay and standard ryhme scheme, elevate

hahaha yo............


numba 1 - that shit wasent a diss to u

numba 2 - WHAT THE FUCK U GON DO

numba 3 - report me? i give a fuck?

numba 4 - remember to swallow BITCH

hahaha and whats ure sig about? u the one thats gonna lock people up? hahahah yea dog, cops n rats get so much respect in the rap game

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for all these niggas that say i cant rap, nigga i dont rap any way, i ROBBBBB
-crunchy blac(three 6 mafia)


i get high like the birds and the planes, i get high when bullets hit faces after words are exchanged
-styles p(the lox)

u betta tell yo man wit the gauges im nice, i'll shoot up yo white shirts till yall look like dice
-I 20

No-Mercy nice shit u got there man......i give u credit for that.......
and Sinn u dick face y the fuck do u have to put ur nose where u aint suppose to put it.....anyways ur lyrics are a piece of shit.......

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Fuck You

k mc merc whoo you think you are yer wack man you always start beef with guys better then you dick and sinn fuckin im callin you on lets go right now bitch sinn