Fab this is gon shut u up

Ima murder yo ass now that you had to go and not only diss me but diss da south. PREPARE FOR WAR NIGGA!!!!!!!!!!!


Nigga, y'all gon' respect me, or
else the tec squeezin' shots/ I have your chest steamin' hot, and
your sis' screamin', Stop!/ Like Sigel, you****in with the young don,
people/ Plus I'm tryna make a son, he gon' be the sequel/Niggas can't
hold me down, wodie wild/ Cuz all that they can hear is loud screamin'
and explosive sounds/ They show me how to cook that brown and rock that
white/ No school, put that book back down, pick up that knife/Got my
bandanna 'round my head and pants to my feet/And got my eyes fire red
and glock on my seat/ Give me the guns, i'm ready to bust one nigga/
my nuts hung nigga,/ since i was young nigga/i never run nigga, with
the M-1 nigga/ i sip some nigga, and i flip some nigga/ think im a
loose this battle you must be dumb nigga/I put piss stains on private
planes cuz its my jet nigga/ Money aint **** cuz my rottweilers drink
moet nigga/Diamond baugette bracelets for my lovers/ Playa, i use
cristal to lubricate rubbers/I already killed rule/ so unless you want
what he got/ I sugest you put the mic down like a teapot/ I'll make the
tea hot,/ people get in my face and ask If I wanna battle,/ then I
chase them in a Jason mask/ It's an amazing task to battle with
success/ I never gave a****, now I give a**** less/ You *****es get
a hysterectomy/ disrespecting me/ You wanna feel the full effect of
me,/ hand a tech to me/ Ill twist your waves into a diferent shape/
and toss em into Michigan lake/ for a fishermans sake/ Ill make your brush
by-stand/ knock your waves out, and hand you your lifespan/

maybe u aint see this in the other thread

read carefully
proceed to fall back
im not tryin to sit here and rap to every wannabee
that tries to step up
seriously
im tired of sayin this

here u go.....reup

why wont niggas just let me be
stop chokin on my d*ck, just let it breathe
slugs restin in the gun, i dont wanna let them leave
and hit u in the head, turn it red like eve
i told u too many times this is a wave site
if u want a short career it could be the gravesite
every day they wanna battle, its the same little d*cks
gauranteed 2 years gonna be the same ones takin flicks
waitin in the cold for autograph sessions
and they all want to rap, but i aint givin out lessons
im above yall niggas, but i dont look down on you
i come on the net and give pounds to you
but yall niggas take the love, and throw back hate
so i gotta go midevil and throw back stakes
pierce your chest, rip your heart
and to be honest, half of yall should quit 4 u start
this aint a punchline fest, this is the lyrics behind the bars
i dont wanna kill u, it aint fun writin lyrics behind bars
niggas wont let me chill and rest in PEACE
so i gotta have they whole block sayin rest in peace
a moment of silence for another wannabe rapper
u play a thug well, should be an acadamy actor
for the last time yall should hop off
b4 i put 2 m's to your chest like evisu knock offs
yall wanna rap? when i get on i'll give u a turn
but its hard for u to be cool when u stuck in a urn
for the last time, yall aint seein the kid Y. Foch
kinda like u that Ray dude played by J. Fox
what u expect? im gonna battle every nigga that want a piece
i cut your waves off, and leave u deCEASE(re)D

Man**** dat **** nigga you need to hop on down off of fabs @#$% and comprehend the **** i spit. let me embaris you ass one mo time for da people.

I hope y'all niggas understand that I ain't playin' or jokin'/Bust shots, make
you think the Grand Canyon open/Leave a busta bandana smokin' from hot
hollows/Me and my niggas flip your coke, then cop hot hoes/Two pistols,
desperado gun busta/Pump one under your chest and knock a lung from ya/ Hung
under them killers and duck the pigs/And all of our diamonds shine, and our
trucks are big/ And, nigga, I don't really care if I don't sell a million
quick/'cause right now I'll quit and go and sell a million bricks/I sticks to
what I love, and that's the street/And stay away from what I hate, and that's
police/ And I keep a trigga somewhere on me to start blowin'/And leave a
nigga somewhere lonely with his heart showin'/ When we all knowin' that
DIRTY SOUTH have never been fake/ The metal will spray and let the bullets
tear up your face/
Your destiny ends at the end of my sleeve/ till im impressed and
pleased/ maybe then you could rest in ease/ in this rap game your
gambling and playin for keeps/ everyday in da street scrambling
and payin for cheap/ My rhymes keeping you up all night thats why
you praying for sleep/ you dont want a whole in ya waves thats
12 inches deep/ Dont worry ill show you how to hope for da best/
ill sell rhymes to you, and sell dope to da rest/ you wearin a bullet proof braw right over ya breast/ My rhymes
will have you asthmatic/ running away from me quicker than a
crack addict/ my **** is too stable to fall/ yours are still
in da womb they aint even able to crawl/
If ya dont no now then youll neva learn/**** wit me and watch ya block get
knocked down and burned/ I was wrong for alot of **** that ima take to my
grave/ But ima beat yo ass in dis battle like a runaway slave/ it must have
been meant for me to thug cause I stay in some beef/ Moms keep tellin me to
stay off dem streets/ I can't help - I draw attention they be****in' with
me/ since all you understand is proper english/ let me put this in proper
terms KISS MY PENIS!!!!!!

Nigga you really think you hot huh? I have to admit you got alot of balls dissin da south. But you need to learn some muthafukin respect and be humble or youll end up dead in an ally. Trust me ive seen it happen lots of times.

I didnt take freshs **** i dont steal other peoples work.
And if so what album?

No not at all I just was thinking and those rhymes popped in my head. If they were from 400 degrees (which they probaly are) I apologize like a man fo dat **** I had no intention of copying someone elses **** I try to be as original as possible. Anyway I listened to 400 degrees alot when I was younger cause that **** is hot thats why it probaly popped in my head. Anyway... who do you think won (without that mannie fresh line) ?

4sho I respect your opinion but I had to show him a little bit about the south cause he dissed the south. If I ever saw him in person i would be pushed to fuk him up. HOLLA

504HotBoy4lifeSoujaSlimRIP originally wrote:
Aight time for me 2 get real and end this rap competition and crown myself as the muthafukin king of freestyle. No one can beet me.

When ya run from the gunfire of Glocks and Tech's
Specials and Pumps\ Vests is for chumpsEat ya chests for lunch\ munch
Young country dude\ hunt ya down with tools
Repsect my presence\ I step with weaponsYou fall in seconds\You liable to catch me speedin' up the six\ or beatin' up a chick\or standin' over a stove\ sweatin\ heatin' up a brick\And we keep the hustlin' slick\ and got clips like bananas\We twist the bandanas\ and spit at niggas with cannonsWe ran in habitats with masks and plastic gatsStormin' through the house, screamin', "Where's this *******'s crack\ I flash the Mack in front of your gal and make her tell\Like, "****! Where's the yay, or I'ma pop one in your grill\Nasty case\ nigga run up in your crib, crash the place\ Blast the face, automatic attach to waist\You *******s play?\ Then it get awful and bad\There will be no more walkin for dad\ and it's off with yourhead\A nigga either gon' get it right\ or they get it at night\And when they spit it\ lick his ass twice like 20 damn dice\Henny and ice is what I prefer but light on the rocks\I pack them clips tight on them glocks\ and light up your blocks\And if there's, coke involved\ then your throat's involved\I get the toaster and roll up and smoke most of y'all\Me and my nigga Super Sosa, run up in your crib\while your grandma watchin Oprah\ jag her up and rope her\If you scared chances slim like Ethiopia\If you want drugs, I got more flavors than Fruitopia\Recognize it's real and nuttin udder than that\Cause one from the mac'll\have blood coverin your back. HOLLA NIGGA IM DA MUTHAFUKIN BEST!!!!!!!!

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nigga listen fuk u an fuk ya rymes/ fuk all ye lame ass jokes about dimes/ my granda dnt b watchin oprea she b watchin u/ she sed lmao i was spittin like dat wen i was only two/ cause ur a fake as nicca who think u a G/ but really u only ritin ye ****ty rimes cause u wana b me/ luk at ya waves/ they luk like ded ppl in graves/ cause they neva gona cum back/ just lik ur not afta i diss u on dis track/ u say ya a gangsta an probly do drive a car/ but i aint gettin in cause ull take us to ya local gay bars/ u think u so fine ya think ya fit/ take a luk in da mirror first an squeeze all dem zits/ i didnt wana beef wit ya ugly ass/ i know now dat it just gona end up like ****ty jayz an nas/ again u say ya a gangsta, so wa dyu do 4 fun/ o spoke 2 1 of ya neighbours an dey sed u just play cowboyz an indians wit ya spud gun/ ha ha im lukin at ya cuzin/ an let me tell ya his waves aint buzzin/ dey luk like ****/ again im gona rub in u got so many zits/ now go wash ya face/ an start off clean like mase/ nigga what tha fuk, uv just said u beat up chicks/ thats real gangsta, u just full a tricks/ so show us more hudeni/ ya diks propa weene/ ur tryin to spit wit a true player like me/ nicca u cnt fuk wit R.U.L.E/ ha ha u said urself "and got clips like bananas" nicca u really r a fruit/ next time i do a drive by im a make sure i giv u a lil rute i tute tute sailor boy/ go by yaslef anova gay sextoy/ nigga plz reply da prty jus gttin started/ but u aint cumin in cause u just farted/ u smelly *****, u just retarded!

nigga fab shut u up! so did i, were yo reply

1. how was my sh*t off subject
2. it was aimed at everybody that want a piece of me
not just him
3. lmao @ stealing mannie fresh lines
4. your dogs drinkin moet just popped in ya head
thats not even realistic
be real
5. its ok if u dont feel me bodyguard
i know what i can do
u cant please everybody
not even jayz can so its gravy
6. im out






uno

NIGGAS IS THEFTS....STEALING LYRICS N ****...FAKE NUCCA

504HotBoy4lifeSoujaSlimRIP wrote: In fo a fact You aint talkin bout me all da shyt I was spittin and just one line happened to be used already. I could neva b fake.

u talkin to me nicca?