DROP A HOT VERSE...SHOW ME YOU CAN SPIT

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Permalink Reply by DJ_And-Town on June 30, 2008 at 10:51pm

Layin n my bed can't sleep, even when i close my eyes
Cause i got alot of bullshit thats goin thru my mind
Tryin to figure out the truth from all da lies
From all these so call friends of mine
But i'ma say fuck it and keep my head up toward the sky
Cuz even tho it feels like hell on earth, i know dat God is by my side
And i hope he lets me thru da gates when i meet my demise
But until that day comes, i'ma be out here on my grind
Stackin up dat money, just so i can try and have a better life
Yeah if u goin thru a struggle just keep goin, cuz ya gotta have patience
Never give up, cuz u can make it no matter whatcha face-in
And if u have a dream that u chasin
U can achieve it if u have the dedication
And if u still n school go to class getcha education
Cuz if u got the brain then the sky is ur limitation
Dont be like these street niggas out here grindin and hatin
Riskin ya life just to serve these fiends they medication
Cuz all that'll getcha is death, n da pen, or on probation
Yeah just listen to the shit im sayin
Take notes and use this for inspiration
And always remember to think twice bout the decisions u makin
Cuz whatever u choice u choose will decide ya final destination

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Permalink Reply by cye young on July 1, 2008 at 12:37am

hey man that shit was hard and it was the truth real talk man you got the best one and the only one so far they better come hard

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Permalink Reply by gatorboy228 on July 17, 2008 at 1:07pm

THAT SHIT WAS HARD. DATS REAL TALK DER

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Permalink Reply by shawty on July 29, 2008 at 4:46pm

that's what's up

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Permalink Reply by Young's#1Fan on September 15, 2008 at 4:37pm

DESE NIGGAZ JOCKIN JEEZY//
NAW IT AIN'T EAZY/
BEST FUKIN RAPPER SINCE EAZY//LOL
ORNGMND YO SHYT IS DA TIGHTEST...I WUDDA SPIT BUT I DIDN'T FEEL LIKE IT...LOL

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Permalink Reply by T-Bills on November 25, 2008 at 1:22pm

these niggaz is internet thugs/ they ain't got time to sell drugs/ they too busy on here typing knowing they suck/ but trust and believe/ ya boy here on his grind indeed/ i got two jobs plus i'm out here selling squares and weed/ these niggaz ain't fucking wid me/ bets believe that/ and this here ain't written this is off my thinking cap/ fuck if u give me dap/ nigga i'm chosen/ flow so cold boy ya boy here frozen/ dey say i'm walking wid my nose open/ i'm full of it/ i hustle for the love of it/ yall niggaz ain't pullin shit/ nigga i go hard for the chi/ i get high, smoke kush, get money im just a hell of guy/ and this here don't be my best/ cause u niggaz not a contest/ ya shots i will contest.

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Permalink Reply by Faded on March 12, 2009 at 7:24pm

Dis nigga here sellin squares and weed
i can slang a quarter key wit out gettin out my seat
so u still think u stackin more then me
Nigga u think u a G Naw nigga it cant be
Shit nigga i'm da definition of a real G
Us durty south nigga will light yo whole block up
Oh shit was that ur homie i shot up
knocked that nigga straight out his socks
Shit we on some gown shit
So nigga do get mad an throw a fit
when u see me and my goons runnin all ya shit
Oh ya u know i am hittin ur best bitch
She be tellin me please
Now the only way u can make money
is on ya knees aint shit funny

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Permalink Reply by Faded on March 12, 2009 at 11:27pm

shit someone had to get at this clown
and really show him how ta throw down
i know its like a year of dues
someone had to snap on this fool
callin us a bunch of internet thugs
so i threw him some slugs
sry this newcomer jus wanted to get it crackin
saw the first page and started snappin

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Permalink Reply by MUSIC LIFE on February 11, 2010 at 5:53pm

Look I'm still on my grind bout to spit punch lines of the head got yo girl giiving head boom run in yo house shoot chu momma n her head have her laying down leck n blood running from her body down the bed fuk a friend fuk a bestie fuk a bitch n a hoe Ima stay my self u not go turn me to the Feds though so I keep my friends close but my enemies closer if a nigger jump stupid Ima hit em with the 44 bulldog from the hoester on my side no lie bitch niggers go lie for no reason so scared of me I can see it n ya eyes.
I'm just playing around off the head typing off the pod

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Permalink Reply by Danny FI $tre$$ FREE on March 16, 2011 at 4:16pm

OK LET ME KILL THESE ROUND ...I DONT FEAR NO EVIL ..FOR ME TO KEEP IT REAL...ALL THESE PUSSY SHIT YOU FEAR..... ...GET DA FUCK OUT THE FEAL ::YYOU AINT BUILT TO BE REAL...YOU DONT UNDERSTAND THE DEAL....MY TEAM BLESS FORREAL.....GET DA FUCK OUT MY EAR ...WEAK SHIT YOU TYPE,,,  WILL GET YOU KILL....GET YOU GIRLFRIEND FUCK ..FOR A COUPLE BILLS..AND I SEE YOU CLEAR ....YOU SOFT ...I SMELL YOUR FEAR....OF GETTIN KILL ..BOY I TELL YOU..GET DA FUCK AROUND FROM HERE .........

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Permalink Reply by Danny FI $tre$$ FREE on March 16, 2011 at 4:17pm

YOOOOOOOO THESE DJ  TOWN BE ON SOME JESUS SOFT SHIT ...MOTHERFUCKERS BLIND ON SOME WEAK SHIT

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Permalink Reply by Mr. Freshe on July 1, 2008 at 2:41am

Got birds on the floor, but they ain't pigeons thou/
If you lookin for the man, my man den, look no more//
Stay hustlin like rick ross, keeps my leather so soft/
Got boys in the hoods route for me, make money like playoffs//
Stay tossing, no salads, yes I'm a pusher ya dig/
Two doors on the coupe, kicked up I spent big//
Never hesitated or estimated, but precisely see/
Anything goes wrong its on you and not me//
Got a hustle thats so grand, like Rocko just watch me do me/
Would keep going on but da vision got blury//
Purp time for the homie, we don't blow on dimes/
Nicknamed it LL, the Greastest Of All Times//
Fly around in the city, everybody they know me/
Mr. Freshe creates fly, so when mentioned I'm he//
In the sky it bird, oh no it looks like a plane/
I'm what you thought I was the first time, damn right I'm insane//

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