yo

[Hush]

sometimes my four four feel like hammer of thor
mick foley ya bitch put it in her mouth like the mandible claw
sushi bars cuz I deal with the fish and handle it raw
how u gonna run up a check when ur staminas poor
I felt struggle, woke up and told myself hustle
from where its fuck u cuz ppl judge by the belt buckle
jordan the sneaks, fuck jumpman niggas a jump you
try to pull a fast one,
its all about the nike check but niggas never cashed one
did dirt, now I got stain and it wont fade
neck an neck with the cutthroats everyday is a close shave
straight edge line ups everyday is a close shave
stay straight edge or get lined up. cemetarys full u wont be the first grave

[Strikta]

did dirt, now I got stain and it wont fade
neck an neck with the cutthroats everyday is a close shave

..nasty.

[R!canTheoryz]

Yeah that close shave was tuff

[Hush]

My niggas

[sral]

It's all about the Nike check but niggas never cashed one >>>

[Geno]

Da gawd

[Dope girl]

Hey Hush, how you been what you been up to
protect yourself more important
stay strong you will be fine

[Hush]

Somebody rap lol

[Greed]

....

[~RustyGunZ~]

he said somebody rap not take a shit in his thread

[TeckNeek]

Originally Posted by Knucklehead

he said somebody rap not take a shit in his thread

roflz

[Dope girl]

Illy Raps


anyway, let's hear someone audios

[Strikta]

Aye bruh.

Gon head & lock me up, me not makin bonds a fuckin fable
Try to start me up, Im fresh outta county watchin ESPN.. thats a jumper cable
When I execute em I tell em it'll hurt less than a bee sting
Run in they crib, pull em out back & have em prayin in da grass like them green things
Whether its me or I hire da goons faggots should be fearin
Either way it go they meet death at the same time in my Pythagorean theorem
& Im givin hoes dis fuckin meat until they cry
I be burnin up them cheeks, like they sittin on some bleachers in July
Just keep testing me & watch me piece yall mouth
Keep thinkin everything sweet til dem teeth fall out

[veritas]

Bruh....

Say V ain't the baddest,the top heel, the flawless one
My chopper named jet li....that's a lawless one
Put more than just the tip in ya bish starfish
Pull down her bikini bottom and give her the Patrick
Who cares if that don't rhyme, I have evolved past it
Kill you in front of ya momz, then dook in ya casket
The way I stretch ya girls pink, she call me Mr fantastic
I'm smart funny strong esoteric and charismatic
Literally just show up and make ya broad orgasmic
My seed goes straight to her mouth...call it organic
Hush in here fronting that g life, Tryna thug route.
Bitch I will put u 2sleep for hours, call it ya mom's couch

[Greed]

......

[Hush]

That was fire @Greed

@Strikta i see you

[~RustyGunZ~]

Wait neckhole is from upstate?

[Certain]

I'm pinning you weak frauds against the back of the cage,
shackled and slain by the baddest bastard filling caskets with rage.
The Mac's scoped out, in case you maggots try to challenge my aim.
Put 6 on your back with the Heat —you saw what happened to James.
But I'm coming home soon — New York's natural-born king
from the borough of Queens, I'll bury your dreams when I catch y'all sleeping.
Shut your mouth when the pastor's preaching.
Weaker men would stab backs, but I'ma laugh as you gasp from breathing.
You're on the corner, dreaming, joking about who might get famous.
I already got mine. I'm going for two like the Raiders.

[Allen Knight]

the kid strap w/ blades, i'll cut ya hero's & scar'em
blood splattered off walls looking like a Asap Yam graffiti mural in harlem
gtfo i'll KO anyone talkin greasy so don't try it lames
u pussies needa step out before ur down thats the Cowboys vs Giants game
stackin paper grinding 24/7, countin doe in my hood ocky
money machine rollin harder then a bitch at a EDM concert on sum good molly
i got heat like middle of july, u pop off i'll fuckin clap back
Summertime Shootout 2 any pussy talkin like they gonna body me like a Fab track

[Cred]

Squeeze the 4 blow ur soul into after life like sum u neva seen before
Once a round hits this square his ghost'll be in the air thats a ouja board
Two-two n a colombine clip for the spinach I'll let dem shots fly quik
U'll get the little cap to ur head n big arms to ur side on sum Popeye shit
write raps wit the best wen im off that piff
Toilet bowl flow.. dog I am on my shit
U cant feel my pain b to visualize my life its a crazy picture
Ive been double crossed so much I shud be sponsored by Jay Z's liquor
Bullets enter tight but exit wit larger holes, big gats we palmin those
Them 9's Singing got more Little Big Shots than a Steve Harvey show