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[oxblood]

part 2 daddy!!!! it started above, mo' hood stories!!!

yo these niggaz dont hear me God, im the first to put niggaz in they period//
have em leakin when I feed em these heated rods ~ whishing they shoulda ducked//
what use is a wish when yo back's where my feet is on ~ n my clip where yo meat waz dry//

[kyt]

U wonder why i blow my eye, cos some mcs be chattin dust
I'm rapping just/ for the love of it, not for the price it cost
Some mcs bust/ i never trip, they make me smile in disgust/ whoelse gon bust...

[x2dz]

immortality entrenched in satanism
we spit flow to steal hymens of microphone virgins
i burn off mc's piece wif verbal lightenin....don't test me

[hotboyzone]

Got him yapping out loud, his a mic terrorist ,he spit bombs wiv big guns n kill a lyricist
I dont devote ma time 2 export those Ryhmes, u probably c me wiv da list clapping him wiv a 9 (9mm)
I'm from da south part of Lere, which is suru lere, we eat Mcees that hate peace with this(Gun) they wont breath

[Manoozy]

Smither-eens is how fakes DNA~gets butter-parkay'd on the floor's concrete//
Exaggerated speech~is all I hear from these so called slug-bustin' thug emcees//
who subscribe to gun mag-a-zines~for their lyrical inspiration~U'ze weak~cuz real GwG cats leave U canned like preservation//

[toon-x]

i have been away with time,rapper dont die but chill away wit time
i gave a note "be right back",and now i'm back
i have rhymes and i've spat with time,GWG i rep for life.

[Manoozy]

Thats what I like~to see lyricist with true GwG insight...
An Ambassador is I~home or abroad the money sandwich is my pride...
In-step~I never miss my stride~only a few smoke-up with me~when I light-up green into the sky...

[oxblood]

I smell pussy.....


yo I let the gun butt GIVE-HIM-A-TAN ~ smokin that east coast New York shit: diesel; strappin DEZZIS-IN-TEN's//

undisputed LYRICAL-HERO ~ flow so dope, racists say Im they FAVOURITE-NEGRO//
mo'fuckaz!!!

~one~
A.K. Ville(africa) 4 Life

[Manoozy]

I'm like Helo's the way my lyrics chopper blade+while the auto-gauge pops a creepers dome//
The heater is chrome~have a dummy lookin' like ingredients needed 4 pizza dough//
To each his own~4 me it'll always be GwG that I keep on froze//
GwG-izzle

[oxblood]

the toast ah make these BUM-CHUMPS-QUIET, call it my SUN-BURN-GADGET, ~ test me n I'll have u on a strict DUM-DUM-DIET//

betta carry your techs, DONT-LEAVE-IT~vests should be CONSIDERED, ~cos d gunplay: we dont "fuck around" like a chick thats COMMITTED//

[layi]

Nobody rocks the party like us/
U better hush, cos we dont rush/
We are hustlers,and not gangsters/
Damn the rest,we are the best/

[Manoozy]

Consistent is what my hand game is~till a nigguh can't stand str8//
Chin~plate is now "losing feelings"~like, "Why's your gurl missin' after our first date?"//
Illin' like a diagnosed cancer patient~thats poppin' wheelies on a double-R bike for racin'~come on dude, its GwG~you love to hate this//

[oxblood]

A.K. Ville (africa) up in this bitch....if u aint hood, fuck outta here!!!!!.....

yo, how u got a gun in the trunk when I got two on ma lap//
u'ze "messy kid" I'm str8 "safe-sex", so u hearin it pop//
cos while ur modes on "messy-kid" neva stayin strapped//
im foreva strapped like "safe-sex", so imma neva get popped//

word up....u posted up where your glocks at????.........I on see none-e-that!!!

[oxblood]

lets go 4 a ride thru the hood......most yall AHH niggas is BUGIE, thats right BUGIE niggaz, neva hood, rappin-wit-a-suit-mo'fuckaz.....spitti-from-the-subUrb-mo'fuckaz........fuckin eminem-mo'fuckaz!!!

stuck in the Q.U.(eens), BAGGIN-THAT-PURPLE-HAZE ~ STOCKIN-AMMO-FOR-DAYS, when we on d run livin off hash BROWNIES-N-BLASEs//
Imma LIFT-UP-THE-GUAGE, if cashier don UNLOCK-THE-CASE ~ hood rich since we said "FUK-MINIMUM-WAGE"//
thermo-ironic how a shell BRINGIN-ME-NECKLESS ~ GIVE-IT-UP-SO-U-WETLESS, snake n Imma put two in this PLAIN-CLOTHES-DETECTIVE//


shells is hot
neckless/ice = cold

[kyt]

Yo mic checkin, sure i'm bound to fit into this settin
Elite nija mcs spittin hot lines check the method
Cos we hustlers stating our claim in the game, no one's touchin us

[Manoozy]

Luscious I must spit it~focused on plush winnings
Bogus is a senseless thug~with no clue of a true villian
Until memory starts spillin~on the floor looks kinduv sloppy
Hockey-puck style-up your grill~so you save what u gotta say like a floppy

[Manoozy]

There's no one touchin' us~tighter than greens rolled in chocolate dutch~
Handcrafted by my gurl~something like luv with a corporate clutch~
Bold to bust~at faggits that talk mouthfuls at lunch~have em in a situation~face traced in dust~

[kill fakes]

get into the mind of the master, only if you got a master's mind/
only the mastered skills project lines that stand the test of time/
only the mind that understands can decypha this this rhymes/



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[kyt]

This time we'l master-mind the exodus of fake niggas
Kill 'em blow 'em out like guns but fingas still on the trigger
There aint gon' be no fire exchange/~cos one bullet kill four people from a far or a close range

[Manoozy]

Watch clothes change~versatile in both perimeter and post game~
Roast in flames~all U emcees who lack condition in their wordplay~
All day~we GwG men are takin' over this global terrain~