Posted March 4, 200718 yr OK. So here is your motivation. You just came home from school :tear: because you tried to do this to your maths teacher: http://www.liveleak.com/view?i=501ab_4407 but she wouldn't let you. Here is the first bar: Quote I hate your class I don't want to be learnin' Let me fuck you in the ass or this room will be burnin' Maybe P-Dot can make a beat for it when it's finished, and get Lloyd Banks to perform it. Your turn.
March 4, 200718 yr YOU GUYS ARE WACK, AND YOUR ALL GAY. ALL YALL DO IS HACK, EVERY FUCKING DAY! EVERYTIME I SEE A CHEATER, THEY GONNA GET THERE ASS SHOT! YOU KNOW THEY ARE A NIGG3R BEATER! I HATE NOOBS JUST LIKE MYG0T! FUCK YOU NOOBS FUCK YOU CHOOBS IM TIRED OF U HACKING SO STOP OR ELS ILL GIVE U BIG ASS DICK WACKING!!!!!!! NOW FUCK MY ASS!!!!!!!!!111111 YOU JACKASS!!!!!!!11
March 4, 200718 yr Math Class Sellin Crack Fuck Niggas Wanna Do Math tight no slack Just Bought A TI 83 Calculator Took It To Da Chop Shop Got Da Damn Top Dropped Two Colored Flipped Flopped Candy Red Lolipop. Its Hoes In Da parkin'lot of Da School but i Still Got My Glock Cocked New Money Motha Fucka Don't You See Da Big light Don't You See Da Big Chain Don't You Da Big Rims Wonda Who Dey Hatin' On Lately Baby Its Him Candy Paint, Gator Skin Seats Call Me Dun Dee,Up In Yo 'hood Im Da Boy Dat You Wanna Be Haydurs Wish Dey Could Feel Da Wood In My TI 83' Ridin' Wit No Tint So Mutha-Fuckas Know Its Me
March 4, 200718 yr 1337waterchicken said: I hate your class I don't want to be learnin' Let me fuck you in the ass or this room will be burnin' :wtcslap: I don't drop basic similies with bitches from the 9th grade. I use projectile weapons, Aks which mexicans gone and made. Increasing my minds power creating meteor showers. I cause nuclear terrors, ending up bombing your twin towers. Im like Kubla Khan I've killed three thousand people in less than 4 hours. ...Next !
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March 4, 200718 yr woke up quick, at about noon jus' thought that i had to be in compton soon i gotta get drunk before the day begins before my mother starts bitchin about ma friends about to go and damn near went blind young niggaz at the path throwin up gang signs ran in the house, and grabbed ma clip wit the mack 10 on the side of ma hip bailed outside and pointed ma weapon just as i thought the fools kept steppin jumped in the fo' hit the juice on ma ride i got front back, and side to side then i let the alpine play (play) pumpin new shit by NWA it was gangsta gangsta at the top of the list then i played my own shit and it went somethin' like this cruisin down the street in my six-fo'' jockin the bitches, slappin the hoes went to the park to get the scoop knuckleheads out there cold, shootin some hoops a car pulls up, who can it be a fresh El Camino rollin kilo G he rolled down his window and he started to say its all about makin that G.T.A. (CHORUS) coz the boys in the hood are always hard you come talkin that trash, we'll pull ya card knowin' nutin in life but to be legit' dont quote me boy coz i aint said shit yo man "Get the fuck out" pump that beat "muthafucka, say what" Down on B's is the place to give me the pace he said ma man J.D. is on freebase the boy J.D. was a friend of mine 'till i caught him in my car tryin to steal the Alpine chased him down the street to call a truce the silly muthafucka pulls out a deuce deuce little did he know i had a loaded 12 guage one sucker dead, L.A. Times front page (CHORUS) coz the boys in the hood are always hard you come talkin that trash, well pull ya card knowin' nutin in life but to be legit' dont quote me boy coz i aint said shit "yo LeRoy" "beer drinkin breath stinkin sniffin glue" bored as hell and i wanna get ill so i went to a spot where ma homeboys chill the fellas out there makin dat dollar i pulled up in ma 6 fo' impala they greet me wit a 40 and i start drinkin and from the 8 ball, my breath starts stinkin left to get ma girl to rock that body before i left, i hit the bac-ardi went to her house to get her out of the pad dumb hoe said somethin that made me mad she said somethin that i couldnt believe so i grabbed the stupid bitch by her nappy-ass weave she started talkin shit, wouldnt you know reached back like a pimp, slapped the hoe her father jumped up and he started to shout so i threw a right cross and knocked his old-ass out (CHORUS) coz the boys in the hood are always hard you come talkin that trash, well pull ya card knowin' nutin in life but to be legit' dont quote me boy coz i aint said shit "who do u think you are Mr. Big Stuff" "rock this muthafucka like the hard 3 tha hard way" I'm rollin hard, now under control then wrapped the 6 fo' round a telephone pole i looked at ma car and i said "oh brother" i'll throw it in the gutter and go buy another walkin home and i seen the g ride now cat is drivin, kilo on the side as they busted a U, they got pulled over a undercover cop in a dark green Nova cat got beat for resistin arrest he socked a pig in the head for rippin his Guess now G is caught, for doin the crime fourth offense on the boy, he'll do some time (CHORUS) coz the boys in the hood are always hard you come talkin that trash, well pull ya card knowin nutin in life but to be legit' dont quote me boy coz i aint said shit L.A. playa big drum beater i went to get them out but there was no bail the fellas caused a riot in the county jail two days later in municipal court kilo g on trial cold cut a fart obstruction of the court said the judge on a six year sentence, ma man didnt budge Baliff came over to turn him in kilo G looked up and gave a grin he yelled out fire, then came suzie the bitch came in with a sub-machine uzi police shot the bitch but they didnt hurt her both upstate for attempted murder (CHORUS) coz the boys in the hood are always hard you come talkin that trash, well pull ya card knowin nutin in life but to be legit' dont quote me boy coz i aint said shit "yeah, i kicked a little ass but that was a blast from the past muthafucka "get busy ya ya ya yall"
March 5, 200718 yr "THE OPS" im the ops here yall know it dont fear when i come in the room +b to the noobs dont hate or instigate or a gline will await i said i said IM THE OPS HERE
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March 5, 200718 yr Brett_ said: woke up quick, at about noon jus' thought that i had to be in compton soon i gotta get drunk before the day begins before my mother starts bitchin about ma friends about to go and damn near went blind young niggaz at the path throwin up gang signs ran in the house, and grabbed ma clip wit the mack 10 on the side of ma hip bailed outside and pointed ma weapon just as i thought the fools kept steppin jumped in the fo' hit the juice on ma ride i got front back, and side to side then i let the alpine play (play) pumpin new shit by NWA it was gangsta gangsta at the top of the list then i played my own shit and it went somethin' like this cruisin down the street in my six-fo'' jockin the bitches, slappin the hoes went to the park to get the scoop knuckleheads out there cold, shootin some hoops a car pulls up, who can it be a fresh El Camino rollin kilo G he rolled down his window and he started to say its all about makin that G.T.A. (CHORUS) coz the boys in the hood are always hard you come talkin that trash, we'll pull ya card knowin' nutin in life but to be legit' dont quote me boy coz i aint said shit yo man "Get the fuck out" pump that beat "muthafucka, say what" Down on B's is the place to give me the pace he said ma man J.D. is on freebase the boy J.D. was a friend of mine 'till i caught him in my car tryin to steal the Alpine chased him down the street to call a truce the silly muthafucka pulls out a deuce deuce little did he know i had a loaded 12 guage one sucker dead, L.A. Times front page (CHORUS) coz the boys in the hood are always hard you come talkin that trash, well pull ya card knowin' nutin in life but to be legit' dont quote me boy coz i aint said shit "yo LeRoy" "beer drinkin breath stinkin sniffin glue" bored as hell and i wanna get ill so i went to a spot where ma homeboys chill the fellas out there makin dat dollar i pulled up in ma 6 fo' impala they greet me wit a 40 and i start drinkin and from the 8 ball, my breath starts stinkin left to get ma girl to rock that body before i left, i hit the bac-ardi went to her house to get her out of the pad dumb hoe said somethin that made me mad she said somethin that i couldnt believe so i grabbed the stupid bitch by her nappy-ass weave she started talkin shit, wouldnt you know reached back like a pimp, slapped the hoe her father jumped up and he started to shout so i threw a right cross and knocked his old-ass out (CHORUS) coz the boys in the hood are always hard you come talkin that trash, well pull ya card knowin' nutin in life but to be legit' dont quote me boy coz i aint said shit "who do u think you are Mr. Big Stuff" "rock this muthafucka like the hard 3 tha hard way" I'm rollin hard, now under control then wrapped the 6 fo' round a telephone pole i looked at ma car and i said "oh brother" i'll throw it in the gutter and go buy another walkin home and i seen the g ride now cat is drivin, kilo on the side as they busted a U, they got pulled over a undercover cop in a dark green Nova cat got beat for resistin arrest he socked a pig in the head for rippin his Guess now G is caught, for doin the crime fourth offense on the boy, he'll do some time (CHORUS) coz the boys in the hood are always hard you come talkin that trash, well pull ya card knowin nutin in life but to be legit' dont quote me boy coz i aint said shit L.A. playa big drum beater i went to get them out but there was no bail the fellas caused a riot in the county jail two days later in municipal court kilo g on trial cold cut a fart obstruction of the court said the judge on a six year sentence, ma man didnt budge Baliff came over to turn him in kilo G looked up and gave a grin he yelled out fire, then came suzie the bitch came in with a sub-machine uzi police shot the bitch but they didnt hurt her both upstate for attempted murder (CHORUS) coz the boys in the hood are always hard you come talkin that trash, well pull ya card knowin nutin in life but to be legit' dont quote me boy coz i aint said shit "yeah, i kicked a little ass but that was a blast from the past muthafucka "get busy ya ya ya yall" you thief.. you stole that from nwa give it back. but i prefer the Dynamite-Hack version.
March 5, 200718 yr Surprised noone has posted this. Now this is the story all about how My life got flipped, turned upside down And Id like to take a minute just sit right there Ill tell you how I became the prince of a town called bel-air In west philadelfia born and raised On the playground where I spent most of my days Chilling out, maxing, relaxing all cool And all shooting some b-ball outside of the school When a couple of guys said were up in no good Started making trouble in my neighbourhood I got in one little fight and my mom got scared And said youre moving with your aunte and uncle in bel-air I whistled for a cab and when it came near the Licensplate said fresh and had a dice in the mirror If anything I could say that this cab was rare But I thought now forget it, yo home to bel-air I pulled up to a house about seven or eight And I yelled to the cabby yo, home smell you later Looked at my kingdom I was finally there To settle my throne as the prince of bel-air