Deuce versus BETO916
- Thread starter Deuce
- Start date
Aight lets go...
Why you speakin bout the boy movin with da coke in ya raps ? cuz you prolly a snitch nigga screamin to da fedz /
and givin um tips / cause even they know keyz in the hood with more crack then sets a chapped lips /
and we claps clips, yeah dunn even at da D's / cause I be in the hood with dominicans who guns ''fire'' more than a couple a lazy ''employees'' /
that a leave you soaked and wet
We apes that get rid of da package monthly outside liquor stores in da jects /
Test, an even ya ''dogs a get shots'' yeah we vets but we aint those ''vets''/
Bet, if you go on da boys ''hitlist'' it wont require wearin ''football paddin'' at practice/
Nah dunn, its more malice / its bigger than just siccness threads /
so dont think a curlin irons when thugs come to ya home an put heat to ya seeds heads /
Niggas know beef with Keyz is ''yearly'' an last all ''4 quarters'' like kobe and shaqulle /
Yea them hammers peel/
so trust me dunn, ya girl hopin ya body practice a good self-healin / cause when da mag let off ? clips a make u leak like a project ceilin /
Word….da kids team broke, an dollars a make um do hunnits a kills
Cause we hungry niggas that hang round tha Ps all day like unpaid phone bills/
But nah, long as feens gettin high an takin them spoon shots /
Keyz getting money cuz its enough ''base'' on my strip to shame even ''rahzel boombox'' /
So here a suggestion son /
If you tryna battle keyz better come tighter then hemroid congestion son /
aight lets get it poppin...holla front
Why you speakin bout the boy movin with da coke in ya raps ? cuz you prolly a snitch nigga screamin to da fedz /
and givin um tips / cause even they know keyz in the hood with more crack then sets a chapped lips /
and we claps clips, yeah dunn even at da D's / cause I be in the hood with dominicans who guns ''fire'' more than a couple a lazy ''employees'' /
that a leave you soaked and wet
We apes that get rid of da package monthly outside liquor stores in da jects /
Test, an even ya ''dogs a get shots'' yeah we vets but we aint those ''vets''/
Bet, if you go on da boys ''hitlist'' it wont require wearin ''football paddin'' at practice/
Nah dunn, its more malice / its bigger than just siccness threads /
so dont think a curlin irons when thugs come to ya home an put heat to ya seeds heads /
Niggas know beef with Keyz is ''yearly'' an last all ''4 quarters'' like kobe and shaqulle /
Yea them hammers peel/
so trust me dunn, ya girl hopin ya body practice a good self-healin / cause when da mag let off ? clips a make u leak like a project ceilin /
Word….da kids team broke, an dollars a make um do hunnits a kills
Cause we hungry niggas that hang round tha Ps all day like unpaid phone bills/
But nah, long as feens gettin high an takin them spoon shots /
Keyz getting money cuz its enough ''base'' on my strip to shame even ''rahzel boombox'' /
So here a suggestion son /
If you tryna battle keyz better come tighter then hemroid congestion son /
aight lets get it poppin...holla front
Instead of in the hood /
Tryin’ to sell crack vials
You should be in the crib /
Workin' on your wack keystyles
Dummy, I don’t believe your boasts /
Eatin’ breakfast is the only time /
You pull out toast
Reusin’ quotes from songs /
like we wouldn’t know
and after ever wack verse /
you get to yellin’…OH!
Thinkin’ you flow tight /
Yeah right /
Must be off that dope /
Your rhymes are gimmicks /
They should get published as jokes
While, I get XXLs /
And 5 mics for my quotes
Your arsenal is like your posts /
Small, and no “Ks”
Your crew is like the village people... /
from the east coast and all gay
All you got to talk about is keys of yay /
Tell me somethin' /
Who’s watchin’ ya spot /
While you’re online postin’ all day?
This fool said he took /
3 shots to the pelvis
Shit, If that was me doin’ the shootin’ /
You’d be deader than elvis
By the looks of your flick /
Seems you can’t leave the bed
Is that because you’re on house arrest.. /
Or is there a price on your head?
The D’s want you. /
You can’t come on the block
Crackheads steady whoopin’ your ass /
For sellin’ ‘em soap rocks
You stay getting’ shitted on /
You should wear a diaper for a hat
Look like B2K braids there /
Up under ya wave cap
All the “cc’s’ in your rhymes /
I thought you were crippin’
But then you got fabulous throwin’ up the “B” /
Now I’m thinking different
Regardless, your game is goofy /
Keep thinkin’ you’re fly /
I’ll throw you off the roof, B
Fuck Robbin’ /
You’re more like Alicia Keys
Light skinned with braids? /
now, all you need is capris
Heard when you went up north /
You did the bid on your knees
Now you’re up here talking big, actin’ craz-y /
I told you, you didn't want it with me /
I hit you up like Pac /
Now I'm audi 5Gs
Tryin’ to sell crack vials
You should be in the crib /
Workin' on your wack keystyles
Dummy, I don’t believe your boasts /
Eatin’ breakfast is the only time /
You pull out toast
Reusin’ quotes from songs /
like we wouldn’t know
and after ever wack verse /
you get to yellin’…OH!
Thinkin’ you flow tight /
Yeah right /
Must be off that dope /
Your rhymes are gimmicks /
They should get published as jokes
While, I get XXLs /
And 5 mics for my quotes
Your arsenal is like your posts /
Small, and no “Ks”
Your crew is like the village people... /
from the east coast and all gay
All you got to talk about is keys of yay /
Tell me somethin' /
Who’s watchin’ ya spot /
While you’re online postin’ all day?
This fool said he took /
3 shots to the pelvis
Shit, If that was me doin’ the shootin’ /
You’d be deader than elvis
By the looks of your flick /
Seems you can’t leave the bed
Is that because you’re on house arrest.. /
Or is there a price on your head?
The D’s want you. /
You can’t come on the block
Crackheads steady whoopin’ your ass /
For sellin’ ‘em soap rocks
You stay getting’ shitted on /
You should wear a diaper for a hat
Look like B2K braids there /
Up under ya wave cap
All the “cc’s’ in your rhymes /
I thought you were crippin’
But then you got fabulous throwin’ up the “B” /
Now I’m thinking different
Regardless, your game is goofy /
Keep thinkin’ you’re fly /
I’ll throw you off the roof, B
Fuck Robbin’ /
You’re more like Alicia Keys
Light skinned with braids? /
now, all you need is capris
Heard when you went up north /
You did the bid on your knees
Now you’re up here talking big, actin’ craz-y /
I told you, you didn't want it with me /
I hit you up like Pac /
Now I'm audi 5Gs
