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  • #13
    My get high theme

    ---------- Post added at 06:41 PM ---------- Previous post was at 06:41 PM ----------

    Originally posted by CCB007 View Post
    Fuuuuck wat song is that wen i read it out i read it like wayne said it but cant remember wat song it was from.
    Its Demolition part 1

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    • #14
      demoltion freestyle pt 1 and one of my fav, people be sleeping on both of them. damn i love this song.

      yeah thats right im kill this shit, and if the glove dont fit im a need a catchers mit.
      they said i couldn't play football i was too small
      they said i couldn't play basketball i wasn't tall
      they said i couldn't play baseball at all
      & now everyday of my life I BALL !

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      • #15
        Originally posted by TygaPride View Post
        can't tell you.
        Fine, i aint speakin to u i call my gunz jumpers cos my bullets just leapin to u

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        • #16
          Originally posted by CCB007 View Post
          Fine, i aint speakin to u i call my gunz jumpers cos my bullets just leapin to u
          I'm pelican fly, mac 11 inside
          My bullets come with wings and your cerebellum can fly.

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          • #17
            Originally posted by TygaPride View Post
            I'm pelican fly, mac 11 inside
            My bullets come with wings and your cerebellum can fly.
            fucking right oh yeah young money reahh sick as gonarreah.
            they said i couldn't play football i was too small
            they said i couldn't play basketball i wasn't tall
            they said i couldn't play baseball at all
            & now everyday of my life I BALL !

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            • #18
              Sip syrup got me movin at a turtle pace
              But quick draw pop out like a turtle face


              Move the G and add an S and put the I before the N
              And put the A in front of that and that is what I am to the end
              That's a Saint muthafucka simplify it for them where your funeral comes with a 2nd line at the end yeah
              But you won't be second linin with them
              Cause you be in the hearse that's behind all of them
              I see your homies dressed in black like they finna ride with
              But fashion statement is tellin a lie


              Last edited by Syko; 05-13-2012, 07:15 PM.

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              • #19
                cause I am da god,
                I am da hardest motherfucka to try it before,
                my diet is ya'll
                I riot and war,fightin dem all,
                bite'in dem all,giant or small,
                I am a dog,
                I can smile at dum bitches and brighten dem all
                I am a hog right in dem all,
                I just lay that pipe and Im off,call me plumber,
                and leave your girl my number,humber
                I am a bumba,bee on a humba,
                your girlfriend want my pickle and my cucumber
                tell your boyfriend I'll turn him to a vegetable,
                break a nigga down to a decimal
                Im tellin you Im very cool unless a fool,
                fuckin up my revenue,
                I tote that wutever dude,
                I shoot at wutever dude
                "Always had a black tool,even when i was at school 'cuz bullies aren't bulletproof..."

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                • #20
                  "Just bought a Lamborghini Murcielago
                  And my girl from The Bay say it's "hella cool"

                  "Do I go in or I go in?
                  I'm not your friend, I'm not your kin
                  I'll make your brain come out your chin"

                  "And I just left but your boo right with me
                  And I'm from "Never Do Right City"
                  But don't get me wrong, Young Money I'm gone"
                  "Armed and dangerous, rich and famous, young and restless
                  Guns and stretchers
                  Cristal and dubs for breakfast
                  I just got one suggestion - none should test him
                  'Cause cuz get hectic; send one through your sons intestines
                  Glocks knock lungs from chests, you get the portrait?
                  Bodies piled up on porches, it won't be gorgeous"

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