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"●● TEMPO HAZ REACHD CRiiTiiKAL LEVEL ●●"

..dU iiT>>dU iiT..12/4/07
 
1. Your name?
2. R we close?
3. What du think of me?
4. Du hav a crush on me?
5. Wud u kiss me?
6. Wud u fuck me?
7. Dscribe me in 3 wrds?
8. If u Had Me for 30mins wat wud u do?
9. What was ur 1st impression of me?
10. Du stil think the same?
11. What reminds u of me?
12. If u cud give me anything wat wud it be?
13. How well do u know me?
14. Wat du like best about me?
15. Ever wanted 2 tell me something u cudnt?
16. Cud you ever love me?
17. Giv me a nickname and explain y?
18. Ru gona put this on ur blog and c wat i say bout u?
19. Anything 2 say b4 u go?
p.s Are u gonna put me in ur top 16?
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..HITZ 4RM D BONG..9/22/07
 
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...$EXY...9/16/07
 
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REL MOTHAFUKN GZ9/12/07
 
Comp-ton
Comp-ton
Comp-ton

Real muthaphuckkin G's...
Real muthaphuckkin G's...
Real Muthaphuckkin G's...

Verse One

Hey Yo doctor, here's another proper crack
and it's phat, watch the sniper, time to pay the piper
and let that real shit provoke, so you's a wanna be 'loc
and you'll get smoked and i hope that yer fans understand
when ya talk about playin me, the same records that ya
makin' is payin me
Motherfuck Dre
Motherfuck Snoop
Motherfuck Death Row
Yo, and here comes me left blow
'cuz i'm the E-A-Z-Y-E, and this is the season
to let the Real motherfuckin G's in, ya like a kid ya
found a pup and now yer dapper, but tell me where the
fuck ya found ya found an anorexic rapper
talkin 'bout who ya go squabble with and who ya shoot
you're only 60 pounds when yer wet and wearin boots
damn E, they tried to fade you on Dre Day
But Dre Day only met Eazy's pay day
all of a sudden Dr Dre is a G thang, but on his
old album cover he was a she thang
so Nigga please, Nigga please don't step to deez
motherfuckin' Real G's

Yo Dre, what's up? *bang*
Yo Dre, what's up? *bang*


Now take it to the rapper, claimin to be dapper then
the Dresta, smoother then a bitch but Dre's a rollin
gangster, ain't broke a law in yer life, yet every time you rap
you yap about the guns and knifes, just take a good look
and the Nigga, and you'll capture the fact, that the bastard is
simply just an actor, who mastered the bang and the slang
and the Mental, of Niggaz in Compton, wattz, and South Central
never ever once have you ran with the turf, yet in every verse you
claim you used to do the dirt, but tell me who's a witness
to your fuckin work, so ya never had no buiness, so
save the drama jerk, Niggaz straight kill me
knowin that they pranksters, this is going out to
you studio gangsters,see i did dirt, i did work, so
many Niggaz can vouch that, so since i got stripes
i got the right to rap about that, but Niggaz like you
i gotta hate ya, i'm tired of Suburbian Niggaz talkin about
they comin from projects
knowin ya ain't seen the parts of the streets G
think ya tryin bang around the time of the peace treaty
wearin khackis and ya mob while ya ryhme, little fag
tried to sag, but he's gettin flooded at the same time,
and ya set don't accecpt ya, so ya scared to kick it with yer homies
'cuz ya know they don't respect ya, So Nigga please check
nuts before ya step to deez, motherfuckin Real G's


Verse Three

Well, it the Knocc Out, definition orginal baby gangster
approach me like you hard, motherfucker i'mma bank ya
shank ya, with my fuckin shank, if i havta
Dr Dre an Snoop Dogy Dogg are fuckin actors
pranksters, studio gangsters, busters
but this time yer dealin with some real motherfuckers
G's, Nigga please, don't try to step
because if ya do, and i pill cap is all that would be left
see, young Niggaz like me, will break ya off somthin,
claimin my city, but Dre you ain't from Compton
Niggaz like ya'll is what i call Wanna be's it aint shit compared
to Real Motherfuckin' G's

funky is this track...
Yo Dre, What's up? *bang*
Yo Dre, what's up? *bang*

I never met an OG who never did shit wrong
ya tried to dis the Eazy-E so now Nigga it's on you
and ya Doggy Dogg, think yer all honk and shit
both of you bitches, can come and suck my Doggy's dick
beatin a bitch don't make ya shit, but then agian some Niggaz
think it makes a man, Damn it's a trip
how a Nigga could switch so quick from wearin lipstick
to smokin on Chronic at picnics, and now ya think yer bigger
but to me you ain't nothin but a bitch ass Nigga
who ain't worth a food stamp, but at
Deat Row, i hear yer gettin treated like Boot camp
gotta follow yer seargents directions, or get yer ass
pumped with a Smith and Wesson, learn a lesson from the E
Stay in your place and don't step to Real motherfuckin G's

Yo Dre, What's up? *bang*
boy ya should have known by now..
Yo Dre (what's up?) *Bang*
Boy ya should have known by now...
Yo Dre (what's up?) *bang*
Boy ya should have known by now, Eazy duz it....

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..THUG LUV..9/12/07
 
[2pac]
Nigga we doin this shit from cleveland to la
Nigga whatever you niggas want we bringing it
Thug luv nigga what time is it yo
I don't give a fuck where you lay at
It's time to slay these bitch made niggas

[bizzy-overlapping pac]
Pac pac run wit us run wit us run wit us
Pac pac run wit us pac and rip with thug luv

[2pac]
They ain't even knowing what type of niggas we is
Where my thugs at bone thugs-n-harmony
I know you niggas been waiting for this shit for a long time
Well here it is nigga here it is what you gone do with it

[bizzy]
Well i must be close to the armageddon lord you know
That i won't fly that lesson you taught me to pull out my wesson you brought
And am i stressing it softly get 'em up off me cause all
We wanted was harmony been bombing 'em yell up outta my ghetto
I want settle get on my level they can't
Stop me or drop me nigga they got me fuck naw
Little pac get schizophrenic and manage to damage all y'all
I'll talk about 'em and you don't really want it
Cause they're cornered and i want 'em to jump up
I'd rather say that we came to shut 'em all down
So quick to test bullet yes declare war
Roll and i'll blow when i get the gun for the murder mo' horror
For what the did it all pause for the cause and i
Fin to pull a nine or pistol little nigga wit mine fuck dem niggas it's on
All y'all fall bizzy gettin bitches test me bless the floor
In any attempt to arrest me stress me lord
Looking at death with the last of my breath
Follow follow my kids but don't sin in my steps
Yet the weapon is kept with the best of my secrets
Deep in the leaves i'm alone nigga believe
That i can see it if needed an if you really want me in
Well let it be and get the greens and be runnnin up over cleveland

[2pac]
Hahaha what's poppin nigga
Put your motherfucking hand on your strap nigga
Thug luv nigga we can do this like punks
And punk it out or be like gangstas and slug it out
Pull your strap on me nigga and you better kill be thug life baby

I'll probably be punished for hard livin blind to the facts
Thugs is convicts in gods prison hand on the strap
Praying to father please forgive me police be rushing when they see me
I flaunted america's most wanted live on tv life
Pleasure and pain stuck in this game holler my name
We all gone die we bleed through similar veins
You'se explain to me now don't panic when my gun burst
Heard the last jam nigga this ones worse
My nigga bone held the chrome till i came home
Thug luv playas tell these bitch ass niggas bring it on
I caught a plane out to cleveland late last evening
To help my niggas clean up some niggas no longer breathing now
Who you believe in hit the weed and breathe it's a
Cold ass the world them niggas kill you in your sleep
Until they stop me bury murder me or drop me
I got thug luv for my nationwide posse feel me

[layzie]
Little thug from the land nigga never ran
Motherfuckers out to get me they don't understand
It's the #1 nigga out with a nation of niggas
Down to put in some work do some dirt
Fuckin round with the band bone thugs n harmony
Follow down the road we stroll to meet karma
Everything i do it seem to cause drama
Ready for the war like a knight in my armor bomb ya
So quick to test us nigga wanna crash me eat dust
For the love of the lust niggas bustin on us
Hit 'em up with he buck 12 gauge erupt it's the art of war
Putting niggas on the floor
When i'm comin through the door bringin nothin but terror
Causing much to the nigga that dared us
Trying to put a twist in this thugsta
Era paired up with a nigga like pac
And a nigga like me gotta stay high
Thug luv till i die keep my prayer to the sky
But i'm still in the hood smoke and fry
So i beg the lord to save us all escapers of misery
Bless my niggas in penitentiaries soldiers of the century

[krayzie]
Here to get it told my niggas to get the hell down
Down with the dirt and we don't fuck around
Buck a couple of rounds and if you're passing through then hit the ground
And don't get caught up in the crossfire nigga
Artillery thick and you don't want to get to fuckin with this
I'm straight devil devil not a punk and pretend
I reload buck a little more flee the scene
'fore the po-po even know what you lookin for
They don't know a motherfucker with a leatherface hey
Man she said i ran this way said i ran that way
You hoes'll never know because i got away yeah
A criminal mind a nigga on the level sometimes
So get high and analyze your crime
Directly organized with results you'll be surprised

[wish]
Oh nigga can you feel the vibe we can ride playa hating niggas you gots to die
It's over wit bone better leave it alone mo thug i'm cracking fuckin domes
Still in the hood where the thugs play fuckin wit nothin but thugs man
Ain't taking no shorts or no losses we crackin them domes around my way
Give it to 'em on another level nigga
Get a shovel you can dig a hole bitches is dead
Infrared to the head you can beg but still gone bleed bloody red
Fuck with mine will be see in the moonlight
Cause we out ridin looking for you
Better run for cover nigga duck we about to bust
Straight got the infrared put it on his forehead make some moves
Send flowers straight to his home
Put a card in the motherfucker send it to his mama
Tell her he was dead wrong dead wrong gone now he long gone

[bizzy]
Pac pac run wit us run wit us run wit us
Pac pac run wit us pac and rip with thug luv
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...FAKE FWENDZ AL REL FWENDZ...8/16/07
 
FAKE FRiENDS: Never ask for food.
REAl FRiENDS: are the reason you have no food.

FAKE FRiENDS: Call your parents Mr/Mrs
REAl FRiENDS: Call your parents DAD/MOM

FAKE FRiENDS: bail you out of jail and tell you what you did was wrong.
REAl FRiENDS: Would sit next to you sayin "Damn ... we fucked up ... but that shit was fun!"

FAKE FRiENDS: never seen you cry.
REAl FRiENDS: cry with you

FAKE FRiENDS: Borrow your stuff for a few days then give it back.
REAl FRiENDS: keep your shit so long they forget its yours.

FAKE FRiENDS: know a few things about you.
REAl FRiENDS: Could write a book about you with direct quotes from you.

FAKE FRiENDS: Will leave you behind if that is what the crowd is doing.
REAl FRiENDS: Will kick the whole crowds ass that left you.

FAKE FRiENDS: Would knock on your front door.
REAl FRiENDS: Walk right in and say "I'M HOME!"

FAKE FRiENDS: Are for awhile.
REAl FRiENDS: Are for life.

FAKE FRiENDS: Will take your drink away when they think you've had enough.
REAl FRiENDS: Will look at you stumbling all over the place and say "Bitch drink the rest of that you know we don't waste shit."

FAKE FRiENDS: will talk shit to the person who talks shit about you.
REAl FRiENDS: Will knock them the fuck out

FAKE FRIENDS: Will read this.
REAL FRIENDS: Will steal this, just like i did


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