Rappone
09-05-2003, 11:07 AM
[Rappone]
We gon get y’all suckaz!
[Xesti]
Sup Homie?
[Rappone]
Aiyyo Aiyyo peace dawg peace
[Hitdawg]
I’m goin fa’ waaaar
[Hollaman]
Shut the fuck up yhall!!!
[Rappone]
y’all against us y’all shut the fuck up,
or we gon’ reach you and tear yo block up,
we kno u well u a fuckin suck up,
Aight y’all, listen good yo camon listen,
Listen to me as I start dissin,
Y’all faggets runnin round buttkissin,
Ure favorite rappers sayin you missin,
Apart of urself without them around you,
Sayin you dint want them, they just found you,
And you juss addicted to them, u were bound to,
Suck up to they asses that layin on the ground too,
GGR stands fa’ guns gangsta n rap,
Diss us and have yo mouth tied with strap,
And we’ll fuckin kill you ASAP, yo [asap]
[Chorus X2]
We are GGR,
You can not mess with us,
Coz we are GGR,
Nope we aint mex-i-cuns,
But we are GGR,
We fuck with the Sex-i-ones
We still Are GGR,
We make dreams true like Lep-Re-Chauns
[Xesti]
Aiyyo people this is my numba one verse,
I’m a mage from hell infected with a curse,
To kill anyone in my way, and ure coming first,
Is that a pacifier you got in ure purse?
No wonder you say ‘Peace’ all the time,
Pacifier shit like it did your time,
Stop mocking us wit ure weak lines,
And look back at the real side, we’re the ones respected,
Diss us then u gotta have yo ass protected,
But we got fake detectors we’ll have ure brains detected,
Then we’ll blow them out coz ure mad disease infected!!
[Ill-issit]
yo whatup man yo whatup brother?
Yep Im talking bout Xesti he’s mah brother,
Mess wit him then you gotta take cover,
Coz then Ima attack ure mother,
I’ma rape her, she gets so scared she’d be constipated,
I don’t care if me and you waz related,
Coz bitch muthafucka I’m a lawless bastard,
My lyrics get you killed Im a flawless master,
I kill time to beat ya ass faster,
Its pills I pop till I drop shining I’ll make you stop whining to have a track featuring my ass,
We used to be homies? Man that waz the past,
The present is different, we enemies at last,
I was waitin fa’ this moment I thought it’d neva pass…
[Chorus X2]
[Hitdawg]
After Im done with your ass youd be wishin that u were out fishin instead of tryin to be whipping my ass with ure weak lyrics my lyrics produce heat more than nuclear fission and thers no need for intuition to see who’ll win this competition, its more like an exhibition of me creamin yo ass faster than a fat bastard releasing some gas, GGR yo dun wanna mess wit us best try and get yo ass mexed wit us coz we have the press wit us and if you mess oh then God bless, we’ll just have to whip ure ass next, we’re incredible, ure so weak ure practically edible by a non-canibbal, I don’t have to be actin like Hannibal if I want to eat you, I just will,
If I gott meet yo, I’ll just kill, and have ure brains smithered in a mill…
[Hollaman]
Get shit back yo Hollaman BACK,
RAWWR RAWWR I rewind back
To holla up hold back I Gonna Attack,
Again, I burn so hard ud be Ash-Black,
U so sucky homie you so whack,
GGR got AK’s GGR got Macs,
Man backtrack,
U nuffin shit u less dan nuffin,
I’d make a steve berman on Em and tell ya stop bluffin,
Ure lyrics need complete change best stop bluffin,
Hollaman could blow u out simply by coughin,
You hear dat mate, on ya da crowd is scoffin,
What you say what u do aint called rap,
Its more like crap!
Shit I’d do better shit than yo’z on the toiletseat,
Mess wit GGR an’ get yo ass beat!
[chorus X2]
[Hitdawg]
Off the hook homie
[Xesti]
Yeayyo
[Rappone]
best back off before you think of messin wid us… yhall nun but shit
[Ill-issit]
Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha
[Hollaman]
Stop braggin homies Im makin ya here
[Rappone & Xesti & Hitdawg]
Fuck you dawwg
We gon get y’all suckaz!
[Xesti]
Sup Homie?
[Rappone]
Aiyyo Aiyyo peace dawg peace
[Hitdawg]
I’m goin fa’ waaaar
[Hollaman]
Shut the fuck up yhall!!!
[Rappone]
y’all against us y’all shut the fuck up,
or we gon’ reach you and tear yo block up,
we kno u well u a fuckin suck up,
Aight y’all, listen good yo camon listen,
Listen to me as I start dissin,
Y’all faggets runnin round buttkissin,
Ure favorite rappers sayin you missin,
Apart of urself without them around you,
Sayin you dint want them, they just found you,
And you juss addicted to them, u were bound to,
Suck up to they asses that layin on the ground too,
GGR stands fa’ guns gangsta n rap,
Diss us and have yo mouth tied with strap,
And we’ll fuckin kill you ASAP, yo [asap]
[Chorus X2]
We are GGR,
You can not mess with us,
Coz we are GGR,
Nope we aint mex-i-cuns,
But we are GGR,
We fuck with the Sex-i-ones
We still Are GGR,
We make dreams true like Lep-Re-Chauns
[Xesti]
Aiyyo people this is my numba one verse,
I’m a mage from hell infected with a curse,
To kill anyone in my way, and ure coming first,
Is that a pacifier you got in ure purse?
No wonder you say ‘Peace’ all the time,
Pacifier shit like it did your time,
Stop mocking us wit ure weak lines,
And look back at the real side, we’re the ones respected,
Diss us then u gotta have yo ass protected,
But we got fake detectors we’ll have ure brains detected,
Then we’ll blow them out coz ure mad disease infected!!
[Ill-issit]
yo whatup man yo whatup brother?
Yep Im talking bout Xesti he’s mah brother,
Mess wit him then you gotta take cover,
Coz then Ima attack ure mother,
I’ma rape her, she gets so scared she’d be constipated,
I don’t care if me and you waz related,
Coz bitch muthafucka I’m a lawless bastard,
My lyrics get you killed Im a flawless master,
I kill time to beat ya ass faster,
Its pills I pop till I drop shining I’ll make you stop whining to have a track featuring my ass,
We used to be homies? Man that waz the past,
The present is different, we enemies at last,
I was waitin fa’ this moment I thought it’d neva pass…
[Chorus X2]
[Hitdawg]
After Im done with your ass youd be wishin that u were out fishin instead of tryin to be whipping my ass with ure weak lyrics my lyrics produce heat more than nuclear fission and thers no need for intuition to see who’ll win this competition, its more like an exhibition of me creamin yo ass faster than a fat bastard releasing some gas, GGR yo dun wanna mess wit us best try and get yo ass mexed wit us coz we have the press wit us and if you mess oh then God bless, we’ll just have to whip ure ass next, we’re incredible, ure so weak ure practically edible by a non-canibbal, I don’t have to be actin like Hannibal if I want to eat you, I just will,
If I gott meet yo, I’ll just kill, and have ure brains smithered in a mill…
[Hollaman]
Get shit back yo Hollaman BACK,
RAWWR RAWWR I rewind back
To holla up hold back I Gonna Attack,
Again, I burn so hard ud be Ash-Black,
U so sucky homie you so whack,
GGR got AK’s GGR got Macs,
Man backtrack,
U nuffin shit u less dan nuffin,
I’d make a steve berman on Em and tell ya stop bluffin,
Ure lyrics need complete change best stop bluffin,
Hollaman could blow u out simply by coughin,
You hear dat mate, on ya da crowd is scoffin,
What you say what u do aint called rap,
Its more like crap!
Shit I’d do better shit than yo’z on the toiletseat,
Mess wit GGR an’ get yo ass beat!
[chorus X2]
[Hitdawg]
Off the hook homie
[Xesti]
Yeayyo
[Rappone]
best back off before you think of messin wid us… yhall nun but shit
[Ill-issit]
Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha
[Hollaman]
Stop braggin homies Im makin ya here
[Rappone & Xesti & Hitdawg]
Fuck you dawwg