trap.
01-24-2013, 09:53 PM
posted on 12-30-2004
sLeEpY
In the back of my mind i swear i gotta itch
I don't gotta say ya name for everyone to know who's a bitch
You ain't gangster homes even when the chips are down
Don't be mad cuz you came out the hood ya eye black and ya lips are brown
Don't be mad cuz you can't picture the grand hustle
You got 2 fobs in a crew and you call that muscle
It's all good dawg you don't gotta impress
Come see me audio unless
You're pussy and ya panties cought up in a dress
15 bars homie you might as well say less
Cuz with the money you win you prolly be shopping at pay less
C'mon keep up and pay some attention
It's hard for you to see... and you can never realise
"Will edit with a verse" you should save your replies
My rhyme it reeks vibes and my fortune comes with fame
You sweet and edible fortune cookie is ya name
Come through tryna stunt
Like rollin' on white boys but homie i'm rollin up blunts
I got what ya need if crack is what you want
Here i'll keep my shit simple
Pop more shit than you can do with ya sister's pimples
Go ahead bite some other rappers rhymes
2 face like the bad guy from batman and the two sides of a dime
You ain't true and you lie on ya rhyme
Talkin' hard but you behind ya keyboard and ya hood is online
Say watchu want in a diss reply, I don't mean to brag but my grind is 365
vs.
Vick Tury
Lol. I'll just do this quick.
i'll son ya, yous a lame and worse
i posted second juss so u can say ya came in first
no votes for you, yous a lamer in the text
& couldnt get someone to sighed with u..
punchin ya neighbors in the chest/
Vick quick wit sick shit, iono why ya step up
when the last time i dropped wack shit..
ya had trouble tryna get up/
punches hit like six bricks so quick to bitch him
Vick quick to take a LeEp..
like impatient suicide victims/
ya sickinin' wackness hard to pardon, ya text aint hard
so i'll discard the garbage..
like an old deck of cards/
ya writtens look like they was ate and burped up
& after readin' ya shit..
i shoulda just kept my no-show verse up/
Wack fuck.
Vick Tury wins. CLOSED.
sLeEpY
In the back of my mind i swear i gotta itch
I don't gotta say ya name for everyone to know who's a bitch
You ain't gangster homes even when the chips are down
Don't be mad cuz you came out the hood ya eye black and ya lips are brown
Don't be mad cuz you can't picture the grand hustle
You got 2 fobs in a crew and you call that muscle
It's all good dawg you don't gotta impress
Come see me audio unless
You're pussy and ya panties cought up in a dress
15 bars homie you might as well say less
Cuz with the money you win you prolly be shopping at pay less
C'mon keep up and pay some attention
It's hard for you to see... and you can never realise
"Will edit with a verse" you should save your replies
My rhyme it reeks vibes and my fortune comes with fame
You sweet and edible fortune cookie is ya name
Come through tryna stunt
Like rollin' on white boys but homie i'm rollin up blunts
I got what ya need if crack is what you want
Here i'll keep my shit simple
Pop more shit than you can do with ya sister's pimples
Go ahead bite some other rappers rhymes
2 face like the bad guy from batman and the two sides of a dime
You ain't true and you lie on ya rhyme
Talkin' hard but you behind ya keyboard and ya hood is online
Say watchu want in a diss reply, I don't mean to brag but my grind is 365
vs.
Vick Tury
Lol. I'll just do this quick.
i'll son ya, yous a lame and worse
i posted second juss so u can say ya came in first
no votes for you, yous a lamer in the text
& couldnt get someone to sighed with u..
punchin ya neighbors in the chest/
Vick quick wit sick shit, iono why ya step up
when the last time i dropped wack shit..
ya had trouble tryna get up/
punches hit like six bricks so quick to bitch him
Vick quick to take a LeEp..
like impatient suicide victims/
ya sickinin' wackness hard to pardon, ya text aint hard
so i'll discard the garbage..
like an old deck of cards/
ya writtens look like they was ate and burped up
& after readin' ya shit..
i shoulda just kept my no-show verse up/
Wack fuck.
Vick Tury wins. CLOSED.