the nigga u kno wit jose smugglin dimes
SO many cuts on my finger think im jugglin knives..
cuts in my ears think im gettin crucified?
cuts on my wrist think im comittin suicide ??
best in the bizz ...radio tapes me
seeing more PURPLE around then GRAPE STREET ( westcoast shit )
i make bread.... the bread dont make me
gorillaz in the mist..jus say we bathing
liek a chef the doh im baking
squeez and let the ruger leave em down shaking
smokin on this blue shit..liek da beast
i make the bread rise like im addin in the YEAST
west coast finest pissin all over the eAST ( no disrespect but..haha)
nick name me KRAFT im only in it for the CHEESE
nigga get outta line..let the mouth kiss they spleen
im ghetto..like timbol boots and AFro sHEEN
quick to slit throats liek a florida HASIAN
PUSHin ONLy O's liek playin madden on playstation
smoken ruger 2 clipz watch u facin
mistakin..will get cha face cut and pasted


..i remember...

nigga used to say citee u aint gon make it man
TIL I PITCHED O's and made DOH like the baker MAn
and now my phone get more RINGS then the lakers man
hatin cuz my diamond got YELLOW like lakers fans..




crack da dutch...split the swisher....grab ya local FAT JOE CD to break buds on...GRAB the new LLOYD BANKS PLAY numer #1...smoke...

then drop somtin

get it craccin


coastin

these niggas dont kno about Grape Street G. only cause Game shot it out. But that nigga Verse lives in a gated community, he dont know the hood. hes white bread. probably lives on a Poppycock Road or some shit. head of his fuckN neighborhood watch and a regular at the country club. shit homie my neighborhood watch is this fuckN breitling watch that has been jacked so many times niggas dont know who the original owner is. my country club is a mini dodger bat that leaves you seeN stars and stripes...haha i gotta use that in a verse...or for One....

when i woke up today it was peaceful, now i just got my fuckN peice filled
cause verse is like that nigga you beat up six times but wanna speak still
you's a hand delivered letter, i aint even gonna address you faggot
besides homie, you used to getN crunchD, a fuckN Nestle addict
i carry heat, my "auto" is "mobile", digestive, respitory whatever, bullets is system "matic"
my gun smoke will leave you patchD up like yous tryN kick the habit
this Cali nigga, im fuckN twenty minutes from the Pacific Ocean
where the Mexican fe's live for the vicious strokeN,
and my black hoes make sure i never have to get the lotion
the white girls is the ones that like you to play with they A-hole, ewww
i stay blown, we got that fire, 40 hot boys will get me an eight-tro
while you puffN on that bull shit that you get with a peso ( dirty mexican weed!!)
ima G, it leaves me in stiches to see you getN your face sewn
i dont wanna hear a fuckN "chirp" outta you again, just mess with the pay phone
come talk that bull shit in LA nigga and leave with a Stapled Center (Lakers nigga!!)
i got them NASA bullets, yup they got unlimited space to enter
ima let everyone on here battle then im just gonna rape the winner
all we needs a verse from Mani so we can Rep the State
we killers, so you mother Fuckers better except ur fate......

well at this point imma take it to the next level
LA thick bitches gimme wood like GIPETTO (NO HOMO)
cookin up the pipe dream at the bottom it settle
hangin out the chevy lettin loose of the metal
no bat in hand ? im quick to grab at a shovel
and leave a nigga fallin to the ground jus like a pedal
HOT ! like weed fresh out the kitchen kettle
makin the 64'S bounce like some ass in stilettos
Long beach soldier nigga its hell time
the E make em LEAN like it was the DELL sign ** ( look at the dell computers..E= XtaCY )
bail time, its da kid from the beachtown
known for takin shots like billips up in D town
FLOW str8 crack issued str8 outta B town ( baltimore )
chain so cold it give bitches a sneeze NOW
the kidd is gully money leave me smerkin
got bitches feelin the self like PEE WEE HERMAN

coast

Citee's getN his fuckin diploma this year. a young nigga with more wordplay than you old ass same old "" and // and ** typea niggas. you got me as an angery rapper today. fuckN verse!! this Cali nigga, Mani where you at...

Lefty's a pussy bitch, Verse is just his Minnesota Twin
Im making London Dry with this win, yes killing the Jin
dont wanna hear my rhymes? they loosten the bolts on the Spree's, stealin the spins
fuck UR cypher, this westcoast now let me peel with my friends
we can each put three lines together like the grill in the Benz
5 times each with a fuck you!!, ink our spot- we kill with the pens
i'll have you calling 911, and nigga you dont need a nanny
cant fuck with me or Citee, and you cant compete with Mani
Verse bringN so much beef this way, nigga how you gonna feed ya family??
you pussy, me, i just get laid more than carpet
so wether its condoms or bars nigga your the target
this nigga with the Star Trek will get his mother fuckN bars wrecked
this a bar fight, and you getN slit like the spot for a disc in your hard drive
check the fuckin archives, gameover got more good cuts than sharp knives
if you three faggots made a verse about how dope I am, id finally say that ur "all-right"....

can you fuck with me? no, nope, no way!!! so just keep talking......

ooo my nigga straight killed that shit ^^^

i clap these nigga..jus say that i NOILA them
never been in army u can say tha tthe soljah slim
i let the rova in then let HOVA spin
CHOP N SCREW it play slow motion jus for solja slim
rubba band man quick to come and snap at u
let the piff lean a nigga liek the a town snappaz do
it pop ya top jus like snapple juice
leave ya bitch seedless jus like apple juice
up in LA gameover got the RAGTOP
64's get low and depress so the ass drop
gettin high from doja like a flag top
pitch white balls fiends catch it like a backstop
if they think they good and go get bitchy
bulllet home in yo dome and come out so switfly
only 17 wit a flow so sick see
all we need is MANI to go 51-50 DUMB!!!
gun play money makin is a hobby
catch JOE in the area hit em so SLOppy
VERSE a bitch he see juelez and YELL POPPY
i see em i let the calibur rest in his head like a fuckin lobby


hahah cuh im super hi i dont even kno if im spittin correct hahah get it MANI where u at GAMEOVER RIPPIN THE HELL OUTTA THIS allwe need iz u my nigga


i see em i let the calibur rest in his head like a fuckin lobby

^^ one of my nigga over here saying he heard dis b4 so if so lemme kno and imma re ripp it


coast

it's da westcoast tyrannt..known to get VERSE silent
i'm da worse thing he faced on his pc since a cyber virus
the alius name is mani..aka your muthafuckin highness
no gangsta but facin me..i react and squeeze back violent
in the cyphaz i riot..lefty no nutz call out then act quiet
my post get deleted..because i defeat kids that's bias
call me conceited..but just face it homie..it's a good look
food for thought..call me a chef wordin in this cook book
look look!! just on the solo mayne..i got yo hood shook
for da ladies ridin "got doors open mayne"..like a gentleman
my shit is hotter esa's/essays..than a cholo's pendleton
from da bay to l.a. passin swisher sweets with da indo in
even rollin in a expedition limo..wit tinted windows n' gin
with a lil mo friends..long as you pitchin in it ain't no prob-a-lem
i flow often non stoppin..while yo VERSE IS STILL MOCKIN
fighting with megan who dipset get's to slobbin on they noggins

west coast is complete....

i rep da set thats insane babies
throwin up my thumb chuckin up a bill fo the ladies
niggaz want beef i supply em wit gravy
bullets stretch through the chamber get ghost like patrick Suazy
west was never gone it jus got a lil Lazy
u like an unlicense barber they cant fade me
high as ever thought ill drop a lil sumtin
ripin these niggaz like strings when tuggin at a button
its notin, they know me citee a cold gunner
a stunner mistake me as stone cold brother
nigga with a bulletproof chest jus like a hummer
that kidd who b packin that pipe jus like a plummer
horny ass fuck getin wood call it lumber NO HOMO
second time talkin about that shit hahah HOT SUMMER


hahah naw im jus fuckin wit yall BUMP BUMP BUMP

like b2k....lol get wit it

chea, I'm on the east, but whatever, a cypher's a cypher, chea..




I exercise my mind lyrically to defeat emcees/
just for fun and to those who have beef with me/
but as you see, I smash the competition repeatedly/
still catch W's even if I don't take my opponent seriously/
but as I learned, flow and punches is what seems to be the key/
master that and stand out even though my styles so differently.../
from other emcess, I receive props about the same amount as hate/
taking it to the heart's a mistake, but there's so much I can take/
so I rather sit and wait then see what my opponent do/
counter it's every move, then destroy the fool/
turn him to food, feast on the corpse, devour his existence/
not what you call exquisite, but thats what happens when you start shit/
over some votes, mad cuz we all take him as a joke/
this bloke better claim down and find something to smoke/
yo, you start a war with me cuz I told you, you couldn't write/
you beef with Lefty cuz in a battle you found his rhymes then bite/
beefed with Verse for following the rules, you just a fool/
but it's ok dude, good news is, noone else's rhymes suck like you/
I refuse to back down someone who calls me out of the forum/
even though his rhymes is the epitome of the word, bordem/
so I'll just floor him, tried to get a battle up but he declined, see.../
I would say the "game's over" but his screen name speaks for me/

are you serious?? nigga, what the fuck was that.... you should be slapped for putN that bull shit in our thread...


i wasnt even tryN with this and still outshined you...

Nigga ima real prob!! tryN to beat me is a ludacris act like Field Mob
ya dick, u dont get it? even if you come "hard" your still "soft"
im talkN stoned, my jams preach sex, drugs and rock n roll
jinusean and verse is best buds, im sockN both, jaw and nose
my shit hits the "net" its starts ringN like the siren on hockey goals
with all ya butt buddies on here, of course you wanna resort to votes
westcoast party, i host but lets toast to the nigga whos for sure the hoax
im too high for the level that "ur-in", your Style's "pee", now this jerks a "Ghost"
who's punches hurt the most?, hes right wit verse i got the most verses wrote
your whole style is faker than a mother fuckN Klingon
u can battle okay but cant just flow, its like beN good at tennis but then you suck at ping pong
one punch will have you chewing on ice like ur fuckN drinks gone
you wouldn't be able to get back to the Game if you had Gary Vitti (Lakers fans know)
my bars speak for themselves, there all here, grafitti
write speedy and your my wall, i use this mic as my spray cans
you'll hear a snap after we shake hands, but not from my fingers, to ur god damn face Blam!!

and I wasn't serious when I dropped that, so what're you saying? and slapping me? bitch please, you sound like your "girl", be easy, this is only the internet,



Gameover a gangsta? not likely the bitch inside him is showing/
Only time G-O's gangbanging is when he's out in the streets hoe'n/
on point while flowin'? lies comin' from him should be considered a sin/
dude bit so many lines and styles from Lefty, he fiends to be like him/
but claims to hate em, mad he spits and there's not one line we all have felt/
but he says his "girl" likes em, too bad it's his hands, so he's feeling himself/
lyrically needs help, everytime he drops, it harms the eyes and plain stupid.../
he had to make a mult to dickride himself, cuz noone else was doin' it/
duke's rhymes are useless, leader of the new school? standards must be low/
plus how can you be a leader when you're following someone elses flow../
and rhymes still blow, claims to be iLL in battle but has yet to defeat me/
cuz the only time you ownin' SETS or blocks is when you're playing Monopoly/
obviously, dude needs a ghostwriter for total lyrical help/
cuz I would say his rap "game" is "over" but his name speaks for himself/
not for wealth, dudes mad cuz his lines is not giving him enough forum shine/
yeah...he could win, after flippin' about 99% of my rhymes/
which he does everytime, yet he wonders why I won't support him/
cuz if rap is his "life", his style just costed him an abortion/






E-Beef, it's what's for breakfast

i wanted to battle Sleeper, but i guess Verse needs two more weeks to drop and then its my turn...

i see a battle thread and and im on the bitch like a Guess watch
givin out Halo's, and they dont play in your XBOX
ill have you payN off your doctors visa when i run up and sock a Sleeper
the glock i reach for will send shots at you like a soccer keeper
ur drop of either came up missing like hockey teeth are
i throw up a dub and spin the basketball on the middle and ring
on the porch steps in my left hand i chill with a drink
im into the white tees, my eyes into red, my dicks real into pink
i drop daily, when you drop shit all were hearings a *clink*
you say ur a rapper, ha! i aint letN you off the hook, ur "a-kon"
anyone who told you u could rap, well, they wrong
their blowN you a can a smoke like homemade bongs
a dope verse from you we wont be seeing for awhile like gay prom
blaze on! i cant stay below .08 on the breath-alizer, so i just mess with fire
besides, when im off the "buds" my best is "wiseR"
i "launch-array" of bullets that make ur clothes see-through like sex attire
shit nigga, i need 3g's for all star 07 at the Thomas and Mack Center
and i got bills to pay, so if you get caught slippin, well, ya thats better...

DOGG I'VE BATTLED MORE PEEPS ON HERE IN ONE WEEK THEN YOU HAVE IN YOUR ENTIRE LIFE

KEEP SAYIN MY NAME, I KNOW YA'LL THINK ABOUT ME 24/7 FUCKIN FAGGOTS

VERSE

This damn chyper got a little white shit on its head, we coveredN dandruff
where you from dude, if we went to jump yous the only way u'll make the west coast stand up
whiteboys in hip hop, ha! we finally givin up the handcuffs
black and white together like skin on a panda, with words!, will only make this shit a bonanza
you see talkN about white rappers is like talkN bout they golf score, its their handicap
them niggas aint hood, only shit by they waste is a phanny-pack
im from LA, where Minnesota dont even make the news (min-a-what?)
niggas grade ya shoes, and you cant re-up less you paid ur dues
we putN three letters together and makeN crews
them KP's, eightteens and bloods in the hood im skateN through
we got tricked out civics to hundred thousand dollar whips
two cent whores with two thousand dollar tits, we holler "Bitch!"
and they still come and flock around the whips, walk around the kicks
cause if you scuff the J's for days ur gonna talk about the fist
Verse just the talkN type, he dont really keep the heat by him
keep tryN, when i pull out and u see iron its about2 get fired like Steve Lyons...

Steve Lyons was a baseball announcer who got fired last week for dissN Mexicans

im feelin real G today man. its Friday, i got a major mission planned for tonight. bout to move this girl all over the apartment....haha

the egg fuckD the chicken and smokeD a cig, answerN the age old question
but he still dont come before me cause gameovers a weapon
loaded ready to open ur chest and the barrel's so long looks like im holding a 7
lyrical blast leaves niggas holY like ur Priest and Reverend
ima beast im stepN with big foot feet bringN past to present
heees back!! ima monster, i come through ur seeN my "tracks"
woop ass, i come wit a big can, its easy as *snap*
the man verse said that he invented the rankings
he puts himself at the top even though all his battles endN in spankings
gang green got me seeN shit like space things, no play screams
when i swing at you with shit in both hands u getN double piped like gay fiends
dont fuck with me! im talkN to you nigga
your ass will get taken from the Park like someone named you Julissa
your family's gonna have to get together just to take a new picture- hahaha
i have fun with niggas, run with triggers
my blunted scriptures make niggas fall like London bridges....

i feel u cuh

grab xxl hold the cypher ransom
citee back feelin like the west is abandoned
so i grab da closes heater then start blastin
and when the smoke clear its only 3 bloods standin
GAME MANI and that yung ONE stashin
holdin on to the PUMP like the yung one got ASTHMA
game ova STILL pointin ..MANI still laughin
cuz it look like verse and the ground dancin ..naw he jus havin a spasm
cashin ? he caught bullets like the glove lets call him payton
leave his fitted cap spinnin like fresh gold daytons
snub nose pump rubber grip wat u facin
VERSE a BLACK DUDE ..identity mistakin
keep at the mouth spin ya head like the hairs on jamaicans
doja keep me high like rockets outta NASA station
cherry red 64 yah dats dat grown shit
and the roof come absent ..IT MUST be home sick
east side long beach is where i roam bitch
RANDY came to MURDAVILLe cuz MINNOSOTA is OLD bitch
he aint commin back there nigga yall owed this
he aint a fuckin viking SO CHANGE THAT OLD PIC


take it how u wanna ...fuckin potato head


COAST

HA....HA.....HA....mayne, start writin cuz ya doomed if we battle

you know how many have said that?? blah blah blah. aint a nigga checked me yet. we"ll see....

keepin the west poppin the best since big poppa
beat boxin, puttin clips in the christmas silk stockin
wats POPPIN..!!!!
get it over never caught sober i guess the WEST COAST jus WENT over DOSAGE

( WE SLEEPY ) lmao inside joke haha take it how u wanna

causin rampage in my area like a bulldozer


Man fuck it hahah i jus wanted to bump the coast up WHERe U AT MANI !!!!!

it's da post sire,west coast ghost-rider..i'll even make yo flows tigher as ya ghostwriter
ya know da bro's fiya..stackin c-notes higher..64 remotes helpin it arose tighter
but i'm more of a ford mustang cat..diss me then it's a morgue you must hang at
da west is where i bang at..not referrin to gang pack..but up in yo bitch my name is tatt
all over here left tittie..over da heart she reps me..like mani always rep his city
east oakland alameda county!! now who's f'n wit me..take a toast and sip da remy
smack a hoe and beat the hell out of niggaz that envy..ain't wit me then yo against me
friend or foe? i'll end yo show so quickly..i'm present & future..you loser history


four fingaz up two in da middle twisted is how you betta picture me..VICTORY...W

i got spare time for a spare rhyme
ur hands out askN if i can spare dimes
fuckN bum!, baby ass nigga suckN thumb
you need to step up like stair climbs
when i pump the gun reced like hairlines
there lies problems when u "playn" like airlines
u got family dont wanna jepordize they're lives
you realize where evil lies when u lookN my stair eyes
thats where terror lies, i terrorize
im more deadly than stickN a needle in ur skin unsterilized
ur brain is food, got plates by it and metal thighs
when you see the metal rise you better dive
or run the fuck to the side if you wish 2 gohead alive
ur kids will be deprived of a daddy by they're side
i love beef, im glad when it arrive
so keep talkN shit cause im sad when it says bye...

clips Free leave em stifff like they hip freezed
in the impala i scream holla in the 6 3's
i get money man the money dont get me
the snow man..so much ice i tell fiends go ski
if ya bitch want sex i tell the chick please
act as if u prayin ..no intercourse jus get on knees
i lean...but the 45 pop wit it
tay make em lean but glock make em rock wit it
simply i pop so quickly
plus i got E like my gas tank EMPTY
pipsqueak..im on top..dont ask how?
got the bitches poppin X like the nigga who killed MALCOm
ridin in the new skoo layin fal-CONZ
round one..citee verses the world..the OUT COME?
citee..the grand champ and the factor
quick to lift the kid and get em dunked liek the RAPtor
or should i say NEt... im talkin CARter
my PARTNER? the westcoast not even teflon harder
marge gave me the MAGGIn i guess i b the father
im da butcher in the kitchen wit da knives bout to slaughter
CITEE F baby ..not dewayne carter
bully in the skoo..get thrown up in a locker

gameover wins, blacker than his range rover rims
they dont spin they just glow like gems
my buddy my buddy man i roll with friends
snap shots at you like a photo lens
my aura is bigger than pun, pulla trigger an run
ill leave u like all them happy faces put into one
whos next?? the questions really whos left
all you dudes do less, whos gonna beat mes a fools guess
its time like the corner of the screen
for a speech and me to be awarded with the Heat
for stormin on a beat, smokin like weed rollD into a leaf
a swisher kid, bars like pulls, take vicious hits
just dont have lizard lips, anuther niggas spit
all over the swisher tip, you finished kid
i save my roaches, 3months for a generation blunt
i aint hawaiian, but im made to punch
you a bitch, like what im about to take to lunch...

yo! every second of mine shine..so it's a treasured time
those "Playin W/Fiya" like K. Federline..i got betta rhymes
comin out of this clever mind..i can't be seen ya'll foreva blind
my sector grinds..RUDEBOYYY!! like it's da hotsteppaz time
it's whatever..givin pigs the f-u jester in impaired signs
ya can't compare a spare of lines..to da flare i design
sacred matrix shrine..yours basic combined..with wackness
it'll take alot more text battlin and freestylin practice
i'm that SHIT!! smell me? cuz i'm droppin heavy out da asshole
it's hard to pick on me like like dried up naps in a black bros afro
i'm so heavyweight..though not the size..but my style is fatso
these niggas claim they got punches..but couldn't even k-o glass joe


take dat hoes just lil sumtin

cuh the weirdest shit happen tonight read dis............



friday night in the westcoast i cracked me a dyme
looked at da bezzy told her a lil nigga lackin on time
she can either give me digits or relax in the ride
sat on the side..hit the switches mashed on da ride
told her im only 17 but the fact iz u fine
matter a fact..if we fuck i aint wrappin this time ( NO HOMO )
nor takin the time to push up on a dyme
jus want take u to the crib so i can wax ya behind..she into me
told me her man alwayz make her feel lonely
mentioned cuh name.. i think it was tony
fuck em..i dont really care about ya storyz
im high off da doja and im feelin kinda horny
runin game on her..makin her feel kinda stormy
in other words dro'z in the air ...true story
whipped out the pipe and told go let it roll
she said no..in her mouth i let the daycare GO
had her on the desk then pinned to the flo'
busted 3 times she was screamin fo some mo
not to be explicit but i sat her on the pole
then she start quiver'n like my shit was icey cold
ORGASM...every minute every second
10 o clock and nigga finally finish wit da sexin
gotta phone call...said gurl that jus my homie
sho nuff my nigga from the block named tony
told me...about this chick that he met in the OC
said he bout to call her cuz she always feelin lonely
i said quit sympin nigga...hung up.. start reefin
2 minutes later the bitch i fucked phone started ringin...


O SHIT..........



true story

lets take a moment of silence..... for the mother fuckN page this nigga Cite just wrote on....bow ur heads

^^ jus got back from

KNOTTS haha that shit was craccin waSSUP my nigga GAME cuh ahaha

gyea cuh that pretty much happen on me ahhah cuh i kno u gon kill a page to lst page u barried em ....cuh imma drop somtin right now hol up

well last night i had a dream about this hustlin sit i been thinkin bout gettin into ... i mean 17...shiet bout to graduate need the money for college...so gyea here the story...


LOOK..call da cops dat boi SHA got shot
frustration fueled the fire then his brain jus popped
now he layin on the floor, killa runnin the block
all because he acted like kobe ..hoggin da rock
a new gangsta in the hood known for bossin the block
hustled a fiends pipe dream ..influenced by pops
alwayz worked up the magic by usin da pots
bust his gun..ran streets..then hid from the cops
gettin high came simple..blaze dro then get low
getttin high off da indo..then peaked through the window
looked behind everytime he went and turned da corner
cuz heknew death was comming..plus god alwayz warned em
sittin in his room lookin at the walls of bordem
thinkin baout his death who would cry who would morn em
interstate man...gettin bricks..then he'll storm em
knew his product was the best cuz it stung like a hornet
but..one day on the block while makin a sell
ja from down the block said he aint takin a L
said he want all the money ..jewelry..and sells
yelled if u disagree then ill seee u in hell
sha pushed em back and said u aint makin da bell
u in the wrong hood BLOOD etta watch where u dwell
at that point JA flipped and let of 12
now all u hear is a body droppin...and da sounds of da shellz...damn...

this cipher isnt bad, but the amount of endrogenous dickridery is disturbing..lets juss keep the raps comin people

nigga fuck you. aint noone make this thread for you. if you dont like it dont read it then. and if you gonna comment then drop a verse. i dont see you ever on this bitch spitN...

Dapadon has been here for a while, he's been in the studio rather than online,

i guess DAP dropped his big mac and came wonderN-in
sets ol japanese sword having ass came stumblin
jus cus the west cypher start grumble-N
so i guess i gotta " RAPP" (wrap) this shit up so they can stop cummin N
fumble man, give the ball up, jus pro test
i make hoes sweat, put em on the strip where the crows rest
my flows sex, xtacy..green make my soul rest
money come up missin then im wettin up the whole set
guess the sprinkler spit rockets wit signs like " YOU NEXT "
you VET ? who's next ? forarm grabbin loose necks
luger flex..oopz i mean i let the ruger flex
then the hammer gives DAP to the bullets and then start SHOOTin SETS
i make music ..wit the flute n tec
cook and fetch the money like a hook with a noose increst
bullets like a bank when i shoot there sure to invest
100 dolla bills commin runnin like it got siix legs..i call it insects
i infect yo computer when i spit this
i rip shit....coin in the hammer when i flip shit
crack in the kitched naked bitches go and cook it
crooked..like cops in LA givin kids dat good shit
im fREESTYLIN aint notin like the murda CALI
bitches stay thick ...big titts faces like halle
run the right game and u gettin brain in a ALLEY
have em jerkin they neck sweat like they up in bally'z
niggaz throwin up they FLAGS like ballgames..FOUL-LY
knee low.. u sit if im miss kilos proudly ...


well i guess i done spittin shit for the night WOW-EEEEEE

hahah BUMP BUMP haha

we got these niggaz commin in the cypher yah we some monsta'z

ay my nigga gameover cuh no homo but wats yo myspace

hmm....gameover left..? i hope its a rumor
or imma lump some head up jus like a tumor
money get ate..call my pocket consumer
its da kid wit more KI's then a dell computer
u needa learn how to flip ,,nigga hire a tutor
ill teach u how to cook ..its da chef and da shooter
in da hood t5ellin kids to gang bang like a recruiter
rub my balls bitch but u aint gon see into the future
rob g owed my nigga game some verses
drop one...but then hid the other 2 in his purses
worthless..no money nigga im curless
u phony..ill have MIA like verse is
westcoast cypher still the best fuckin cypher
u 06..we 07..i guess we liver ( think NBA )
the piper..smokin like a dc sniper
ill knife ya..quick to let the eagles eye ya
then swoop wit talons wildn.. surrouded by fiya
citee a hustla not confused wit a rhyma
coma..u..r..n...when the army fatigue finds ya...
but i switch off...got guns ..and im quicker OCK
cherry red 64's bounce when the switches pop
bitches get low when my music start kickin off
niggaz start runnin when cypher start FLICKIN OFF

yah this wasnt even a flow this is JUS FOR MY NIGGA GAMEOVER cuh dont leave fukc these weak nigga wit these poetry flowz..shit they aint gettin no deals wit dat shit....


BUMP ....many of em if these niggaz dont get off the WEST COAST NUTZ

back at cha again ...

you got da alphebet fucked..nigga u dont C-O's
money make me sick..so the green gettin called NE-YO
money..money..money..man all i do is C-notes
u dont see none cuz EYE lean like DEBO'z
weed keep my eyez chinky..hispanicz call Me CHINO
and when they dont get money da bitches CRY like MINO
westcoast rockin..mad cuz we da shit now
plus we gettin poppin like nickname is chris brown
ill have u throwin ice on the ground like pouring CRIS down
call the gun LLAMAs cuz for dramaz they'll SPIT rounds
we in all blue, long beach a crip town, get down
im beatin up the block wit that sick pound, and a flip now
no gurlies my passenger hold clipz now
jus in case i get caught in shit..she'll flip out
then i gotta stash her..and find a new bitch now
and when the rocks get thrown GIANTs fall hard
in the state where niggaz gang bang in chuck all stars
where they twist up fingas and we all hard ( no homo)
whre da crips where blue and stomp out all slobs ( no offence to my bloods )
crips get called crab and thrown in a HAR-BA ( harbor)
we cary pistols smoke weed and marlboros
and lets bullets hits head like marbles
im gettin bread i beeter work on my carbos
b4 i have a heart attack..i got one..fuck hoes ( u ge it..no heart )
i get columbian by the pound nigga fuck ounces
03 impala get low like a tiger before it ponces
u'd think ew got springs on the cars how shit bounces
so many hundreds in the wallet ..man the shit countless
king in the makin be ready to come crown this
thrown get set a blaze..fuck kingdom heres my fountain
my home my CITEE my code
where the cops put hits out..and listen through ya phone
where niggaz get hyphy and get crunked up
where outsiders get stomped out or get fucked up
2 dolla hoes give head..and act stuck up
where if we got beef go and lift the trunk up
bullets realease from pipes..that be pumpedup
if u say the west aint back u must be fucked up
4 fingaz in the air wit the 2 middles cuffed up
have u ever seen 30 mexicans in a TRUCK WAT !!!!!
my home my state of the valley
yung citee im coastin welcome to CALI

looks how fun rapping is when u do it by urself..lol, the fat jokes have been played waaay before u came here buckaroo..so u and ur buttbudy bendover!!..lol can juss go someone and have ur brokeback mountain scene together

dap you know the deal, i seen you drop heat so show some
dont start doing a fifty on us with the talking

im back and i dont cook crack, awoken from a good nap
got up straped with a hood cap, fuck, raps, it what im good at
fuck a hater ill make em look bad,
they dont wanna face me son,get stripD naked dun,
im two nuts, while you got a little johnson like avery punk
niggas comeN in the cypher sayn stop talkn and aint shut up yet
im mad about the votes so ima take a popeye swing and make this dud upSET
yup your up next, and bout to get slapped like a bitch get
cause you aint got no juelz or a jimmy, but ur still a fuckin dipSET
u pussy, watch this bitch get wet, im water,
throw you out to the sand from a fishnet
ready get set, go like common
you aint felipe alou or tom coughlin, you cant control a giant
my ryhmes is violent, an like the texans stadium im so reliant
rep that LA, where we 2 an 0 without Kobe Bryant
fuck it! no 24, just give it low to Bynum
and im slap luke walton if he keep givin out my bitches-haha
you tryn to come at the lake show you leaven out in stiches
we'll can just kick you in a pile and have it annonomous
or get dr buss 2pay an extra 100 grand to vlade radmonovic
to punch ur bitch ass in the face like rudy tomjonavic**
i got skill and if you dont honor this,
you getn killed like the bitch arnold mistook sarah connor with (sarah connor!)***

** you tube it, google it, rudy tomjonavic got his face caved in in like the 70's
*** ya'll watch the terminator. remember when he stole that car and jacked the ladies address from the phone book. and it wasnt her but he went and kicked the door in and pointed the laser sighter at her and said in his arnold voice... sarah connor!! blaw!! thats for SETS

imma drop a lil later fosho..

i would drop right now but i aint even blowed yet .... a cuh like i said b4 no homo but wats yo myspace ? <-------------- NO HOMO


but u mentioon u b rappin on there i jus wanna see wats craccin on the space

he back like cooked crack but im BACK like RUBZ
str8 from the HEAT of battle like barrel of dat TRE-POUND SNUB
NO nunZ, but im DREES in all BLACK WIT gloves
spittin BULLETS out the da cannon same size as grubbz
chickins thicker then the collar on ya por 5 or pro club
and if u aint from cali then expect no luv
no money no hug and especially no drugs
we got that sticky shit.. like squashed up bugz
standin in the concrete jungle u da lion im da pulture
lettin the twin barrel spit..not eagles but vultures
no respect for LA betta look up on ya culture
cuz gangbangin came from cali..thx to TOOKIE and GROVA ( grova one of the original 18th street)
gotta scope on the watch so my time scene is over
U SAY yall " NIGGAZ"...but u actin like DANNY GLOVER
u never caught wit a BRICk like a HARLEM GLOBER ( globe trotta )
new 22'z on the dodge charger... its red like my eyes when im not sober
its over..GO HEAd call ya people
i got niggaz that'll leave ya head wit another PEEP- HOLE
this the only part gurl there is no SEQUEL
and its ALL IN MY MIND..like pharrell and the PREQUEL
overdose on the drama so wat im lethal
leave u stuck in a ditch..u betta pray for a beagle
to sniff ya punk str8 outta the grave
been gangsta since day 1 i aint fakin the game
and is u tink u hood...come this way
where da gangsta in all blue...and like aerosmith
theyll ROCK yo WAY
got bullets that'll HOME IN and knock YO WAVES
push ya face into the concrete and STOMP YO WAY




hahah

KEY'd..like aklwayz BUMPIN the BEST CYPHEr

wATS GOOD MY NIGGA G.O. aka OG

i'm da only west king..makin they stress get bring'd
who said we fell off?? just cuz we was resting
now we awakin and i see alot frontin str8 fakin
fuckin bringin beef..i ain't muslim bring da bacon
i'll chew you..if yousa bitch then ya know i'll screw you
i'll break ya neck..catchin wrecks ya shoutin "i'll sue you"
ya'll nigga more played out than that gear fubu
most of these cats so bitch..i see them in two two's
not a catch 22..cuz i reject more than a few
whether it's solo, a set, or a duo..no sweat on a few
mani is so perfected at words i'm building a dictionary
killin so many off voice..i'm da choice to build a cemetery
let them rest underneath he..ya can't defeat me just greet he
come to da west..i'll give ya reasons to retreat
go funkadelic and get in that ass 80's style knee deep
spin ya headz round in circles like breakers on beat street
bumpin keak da sneak in my "white t shirt, blue jeans, & nikes"
music ain't da movement..startin a nuisance is gettin hyphy

its funny..how vets like to dick ryde VETS
got ROBBIE austin powers ass humpin up on SETS
minotti holdin himself recordin the gay sex
DAp eatin jackin off wit teriaki sauce...listenin to next !! lMAO

jk

n e wayz

citee made da cypher now i got some new haters
we aint on the FRONT PAGE ? must be the wrong NEWSPAPER
who greater.. its the champ wit da brick
no shit bite my hot ryhmes..lips turn black like garbage lids
i hop in the s-class and start pitchin nicks
cuz for money i be hungry like africa wit starving kids..
i lost the tourny to a faggit named BRUX
o shoot ..he called me gay..or a faggit..who u ??
the same nigga who served me jus like a peasant
haha saying LETS BE PARTNERS i can show yall da message ( FOREALZ)
u pheaseant..well i aint really rappin jus bumpin the cypher...
now im bout to go DL off a lime wire

most cats down-loads like limewire..while my grind is cyphaz
they known to toast jim hats..bold try'rz..i flow and show fiya
like prisons..barz behold quentin and also solano and yo rikers
ya handy men..disable yeah..oh you thought i meant you & yo pliers
could screw bolts though you good with nutz..& good with butts
faggots impersonating broads..thinkin ya good with struts
the way i rip you to pieces..like a slaughter house i'm good with cuts
i hustle mayne..spit da game..they pay shows i'm good with sluts
the long timing, rhymin, n' they orgasms shows i'm good with fucks
so it's a nuff said this dick head is good for bucks..good for months
good for years..good enough to make bad things happen you fear
good enough to make you shed tears..when you never met me
this ain't net beef..nigg!!.because i labeled you dead meat..like lefty
afraid on what you can't parade on..vet's on da net? haha stay gone
i'm a chef..not an eastcoast cat..but i'll steal that name from raekwon
who's next for this hungry nigga..my stomach grawl and you get ate on

Strike a B-Boy pose before I punch you in the nose/
so that all else who may oppose can understand they're toast/
I burn cats quicker than caraseine lanterns/
set on high, now multiply the fire from that by 5/
phuck it, multiply it by 10, add an insane grin and iron chin/
the makings of a real mc, your just a chimp/
chasing that nice bannana on the highest brach/
quick to forget the height and fall back to earth again/
in a downward motion, spirally closer to the ground until it happens/
your brains splattered on the ground due to an unfortunate accident/
unfortunate, that monkeys try to claim they're focused man/
but they're really putting on shows, tryin to fill they're quarter rolls/
I'm honor roll, I don't have to impress/
I get a kick outta these pets, brown-nosing for cheese snacks/
I do my own thing, that's all that I require/
the freedom to be, what I wanna be... you hear that/
don't make me repeat, you'll catch my feet/
striking you simultaneously in your *bleep*/
12 inch's in your ass, consider it grass/
and I'm the match, here to strike and burn all of these fags...

_______________________________________________________________________

It's 12:00 here in Hawai'i(P.M.), and I'm high... Thinking about telling my boss to shove it in the morning... haha...

^^^ puna boi u can never drop in here wit that silly poetry shit NEVER ! ! !

that ain't that bad..but the rhymin does need work on


anyway..like a nfl team i come with a westcoast offense
hard niggas get soften..so stop wit all ya nonesense
i drop bomb shit..so call me somethin like a terrorist
step to me not thinkin..and you'll be embarassed kid
i'll have ya hangin off da terrace like suge on vanilla
though i don't like mrs. knight...he's resembles a gorilla
i call'm megilla..he more pussy than the pen chichilla (female prisom)
my rhymes illa..than a quarantined house..wit mean clout

this is not a bite but a sample

"if those got rings and things bring'm out" reasonable b.i.g. no doubt
bitches it's hard to yell when my d.i.c.k. is in yo mouth...oooch


just for fun bs'n

That was'nt poetry, it's called a freestyle off the top of the head, line by line... Just letting you know, because I know majority of y'all write it before you post it... Nah, phuck that writing bullshit, I ain't got enough time to pick up a pen and paper and start jotting down shit...

ait ethen my bad my nigga...i jus dont like them prewrites so gyea spit all u want i encourage it my fault cuh

let me just murder this shit real quick...

I blew a blunt last night and watched Bynum give it to KG
and spread my bitches hole open wide enough to deliver a baby
ima killer im crazy, give it to any buddy if u willing to pay me
ima nigga that scores alot buts willing to play D
phase me?, naw show me what you got, be Jay-Z
my block is hott, thinkN u seeN me in it?, u off ur rock
chances of that are as good as Dame commin out with Roca-Not
i talk shit most of the time, fuck i talk alot
my gun is like a hatin ass bitch, got you cockD lockD and ready to roll
its not my job 2pick your fuckin casket space, but i decide where you getN a hole
im so fuckin ill i know, im only here blown just letN it show
ill let my 6 4 kiss you like wayne and Baby
This faggot in a picture all over his taters like gravy
these boys are fuckN with the cowboys like the kid Tone Romo
Wayne and Baby are givin a new meaning to the term NO HOMO
some new oreleans dick fiends, lets pick teams!
nigga im ridin with Game and a westcoast chain
dubs in the air just let those hang, SETS! i claim
obey bitch, you dont wanna see the techs i bang...

Real talk.

Fuck the west dog (nah i'm playin) (no homo)
you ain't the best dog
not since Pac got shot
you ain't the best dog
in fact you never was
your hoes is busted
in ya girl's nose I busted
on the strip I made a thousand g's
I only go to Cali for some Cali weed (that chronic nigga)
when you see me on streets be like hey dog (hey dog)
cops on my ass like a stray dog (no homo) nigga
doggie you know my click poppin (click poppin)
first we go to Madison av. then we hit Compton (Bompton nigga)
doug for doug dog blood for blood dog
ya girl swallowin my nuts dog (polish it girl)
take a hit of the ooooooweeee oooo please girl you smell like SUSHI
if you saw what Killa seen (Killa seen)
you'd say Killa mean (mean nigga)
ya'll all faggots sausage fest parties sponsored by Jimmy Dean (Jimmy Dean) (no homo)


My nigga Jimmy Dean hit me with them sausage links no homo,cheah Killa Dipset all day nigga.


BALLIN!