Gangstaa & Thug Kids Diss Ft. 50 Cent
Check out Young B, Baby 50, 'N Lil' Lloyd, dissin' the Gangstaa Kids 'N the Thug Kids. Check out the lyric option if you want to read as well. B.it.ches!
We dissin' everyone!
Just dissin' dumb people
Story behind the song
Just lettin' people know how it's really done!
Lyrics
Song: Thug Kidz & Gansta Kids Diss ft. 50 cent
Artist: Dissaalot Kidz
Produced By: Us
...Talkin'...
Wooo
Yeah it's dissalot (kids) A.K.A your Daddy
Just listen
I got alot of bitches to diss before they cry
And I ain't got time 4 dykes
Yeah' check it
Hook: (2x's)
U say you some gangstas'
But you never popped nuttin'
You say you some thugstaz
So you better stopped frontin'
Verse: Young B.
If you ain't my nephew son,
Not even my cousin son
What makes you think
Ima run you with my bike and run
We do this all the time
Right now we on the grind
Sellin' dope while you bitches
Sell candies of many kinds
Your momma is so fine
We gotta fuck her right
Some saggy tits like hers
Gotta be one of kind
We fuckin' momz everytime
While you kids only see tits
And pussy in your minds
Now you better get tighter than that
When you deliver rhymes
I commit the crime
We stay dangerous
Your style is wack
And not as dope as mine
You stutter stars
Go suck a big dick
Cause you bitches probably
Pee on your balls
So you really ain't shit
Hook
U say you some gangstas'
But you never popped nuttin'
You say you some thugstaz
So you better stopped frontin'
You go to school with no gear
So you really ain't stuntin'
So go cryin' home with your momz
And you better keep runnin
Verse II: Baby 50
Damn! Homie (50 Cent)
In elementary you were a fag (Homie)
What the fuck happened to you
I got Goochie and something better
While you got pink and purple sweaters
When it comes to my gear
You gon' smell me in leather
Now your shorty think Ima rape her
Swallowing my cum
sayin' I cum better
I dick slap her
Now she's on my nuts
But I ain't gon' let her
She ugly
I know she's only after my cheddar
She tryin' to get in my pockets
But I know I can do betta
Be easy
Start some shit
You know you gonna
Get your krew's ass kicked
We in flyer parties
With the same bitches you barely met
Dissalot kids cuz
Now people sayin' we Thugged out
Cause we don't go nowhere
If our whips don't stay dubbed out
Hook: (2x's)
Verse III: Lil' Lloyd
Me I'm no gangsta kid,
Me I'm no thugsta kid,
Me I'm no fag
Me I'm just me
Me I'm no Wanksta
Me I'm no Broke G
But it's me you see
Wit your mommy
Cause I hit it baby
This rap shit is so easy
I'm gettin' more than what you get for
Just to talk breezy
By any means toddlers
I gotta eat on these streets
So you play around
And you gon' see my fist in your teeth
Rumors say you tryin' to
Murk dissalot kids
How?
Rumors say you gettin' raped like (Lil' Bow Wow-50 Cent)
What you know about oozies and A.K.'s
Jokers
You only know about plastic guns
And super soakers.
Hook: (2x's)
...Talkin'...
Fuck Ganstaa Kids and Thug Kids too...
And it's Dissalot Kidz if you wanna know who said It.
Bitches
