Post by Ghetto Kupid on Dec 27, 2001 2:00:18 GMT -5
yo this is off tha top my head
like i said, i hate tha color red
tha only time a like it when i shoot a blood dead
and you know what fuck tha feds
ill play them like connect for and smash there heads
i got alot of anger in me
so you see
why i be a ill emcee
if you battle me, youll have to speak my laungue which is lyricaly
and no im not playing
some times i sit down and hope to god and start praying
now if ya feel me
let me no and tell me
and fuck that last hoe i did
we shoud just get rid of the bitch
and fuck all these fake cats
im letting you know i hold on to my gat,
and if i see you im going to make ya head go splat
then ill piss in ya fitted cap
and if you want to bring guns
go ahead cuz ill bring a fucking army son
i got guns that will bust threw ya vest
put a whoole that size of a tire in ya chest
fucking with tha best
will just show you a pest
and your rymes dirty like your teeth so go purchase some crest
matta fact take a bath and youz tha zest
yo im hotta then flame throwers
you go 2 way like a motoralla
when I be out da block, they already know my name
they be like "Dat nigga chopper is off the chain
i don't play with you bitches, I'm too ole for that shit
Only niggaz dat fuck with me now, are the ones that want they head split
Last nigga that fucked with me, is now missin a lung
and a heart, a spleen, a liver and a tounge
you don't want beef nigga trust me when I say it
cause I'm a gun slingin nigga, and body count display it
I'mma about to be 16 on da 9th and still pimpin these hoes
fuckin bad hoes, puttin on film and ballin outta control
say what you want, but don't come with that hoe shit
cause it only takes me about 10 seconds to empty out 4 clips
They tried to lock me up cause I was Project Livin
but then they dropped the charges cause I was to hard for prison
I'm paris Texas nigga so don't ever get it wrong
if so, you mamma gone be singin dat sad sad song
something like Praise God or Amazin Grace
and it's gotta be closed casket, cuz of the 34 holes in ya face
I'll have yo whole family chewin on dirt
I'm the reason why the morticans gotta do extra work
I keep sendin em dead bodies to work on
but yall nigga keep givin me reasons lurk on
so I do what I gotta do to survive in my life
If they includes playin the game raw, and ridin at night
hoppin out the new lamb, with ice on my hand
breakin these hoes off, like "who's the man"
I don't play with you boys and I done said it befo
come and test ya nuts, I'mma show you who's da hoe
When I slap the fuck outcha, and have you bruised and bleedin
and then you wake up and hour later and realize yo funds been depleted
Now I'm back at the houes sippin on vodka, henny and criss
while I got 2 bad yellabone hoes, suck on da dick
They been suckin for a while then I bust all ova da place
but they chopper's nasty freak hoes, say they lick it off of each othas face
these hoes is horny bitches, in middle of dead heat
Gotcha ya girl legs wide open, like it was the red sea
I can do dat tho, because I'm so stuntastic
but if you ever mistake me, thangs gone get drastic
When I pull that heat out and have you down on ya knees
Like "Spare life juan, just the one last time pleassssee"
Tears runnin down ya eyes, I knew you was scared
Don't worry I ain'tgon kill, I'm just gone bus yo head
Dat nigga that you was talkin to, told me what you said
tryin to chop me, now look at who's gettin played
I'm DOWN SOUTH SOLJA, and Texas is my base
I AM DA GAME MUTHAUCKAZ, so call me Triple H
like i said, i hate tha color red
tha only time a like it when i shoot a blood dead
and you know what fuck tha feds
ill play them like connect for and smash there heads
i got alot of anger in me
so you see
why i be a ill emcee
if you battle me, youll have to speak my laungue which is lyricaly
and no im not playing
some times i sit down and hope to god and start praying
now if ya feel me
let me no and tell me
and fuck that last hoe i did
we shoud just get rid of the bitch
and fuck all these fake cats
im letting you know i hold on to my gat,
and if i see you im going to make ya head go splat
then ill piss in ya fitted cap
and if you want to bring guns
go ahead cuz ill bring a fucking army son
i got guns that will bust threw ya vest
put a whoole that size of a tire in ya chest
fucking with tha best
will just show you a pest
and your rymes dirty like your teeth so go purchase some crest
matta fact take a bath and youz tha zest
yo im hotta then flame throwers
you go 2 way like a motoralla
when I be out da block, they already know my name
they be like "Dat nigga chopper is off the chain
i don't play with you bitches, I'm too ole for that shit
Only niggaz dat fuck with me now, are the ones that want they head split
Last nigga that fucked with me, is now missin a lung
and a heart, a spleen, a liver and a tounge
you don't want beef nigga trust me when I say it
cause I'm a gun slingin nigga, and body count display it
I'mma about to be 16 on da 9th and still pimpin these hoes
fuckin bad hoes, puttin on film and ballin outta control
say what you want, but don't come with that hoe shit
cause it only takes me about 10 seconds to empty out 4 clips
They tried to lock me up cause I was Project Livin
but then they dropped the charges cause I was to hard for prison
I'm paris Texas nigga so don't ever get it wrong
if so, you mamma gone be singin dat sad sad song
something like Praise God or Amazin Grace
and it's gotta be closed casket, cuz of the 34 holes in ya face
I'll have yo whole family chewin on dirt
I'm the reason why the morticans gotta do extra work
I keep sendin em dead bodies to work on
but yall nigga keep givin me reasons lurk on
so I do what I gotta do to survive in my life
If they includes playin the game raw, and ridin at night
hoppin out the new lamb, with ice on my hand
breakin these hoes off, like "who's the man"
I don't play with you boys and I done said it befo
come and test ya nuts, I'mma show you who's da hoe
When I slap the fuck outcha, and have you bruised and bleedin
and then you wake up and hour later and realize yo funds been depleted
Now I'm back at the houes sippin on vodka, henny and criss
while I got 2 bad yellabone hoes, suck on da dick
They been suckin for a while then I bust all ova da place
but they chopper's nasty freak hoes, say they lick it off of each othas face
these hoes is horny bitches, in middle of dead heat
Gotcha ya girl legs wide open, like it was the red sea
I can do dat tho, because I'm so stuntastic
but if you ever mistake me, thangs gone get drastic
When I pull that heat out and have you down on ya knees
Like "Spare life juan, just the one last time pleassssee"
Tears runnin down ya eyes, I knew you was scared
Don't worry I ain'tgon kill, I'm just gone bus yo head
Dat nigga that you was talkin to, told me what you said
tryin to chop me, now look at who's gettin played
I'm DOWN SOUTH SOLJA, and Texas is my base
I AM DA GAME MUTHAUCKAZ, so call me Triple H