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sick of these fake punks man..play it
hiphop rap battles freestyles disses
Hot audios, some real inspirational raps on here, also some stuff you can dance to, some battles and also some freestyles. If you lookin for a diverse page, you
Welcome to Blazin World. Turn ya speakers up and open ya heart and soul..
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Peak #13,423
Peak in subgenre #8,199
Author
Blazin
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February 26, 2006
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MP3 2.6 MB 128 kbps 2:50
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[Verse] Errywhere I walk, I be feelin big now/ Cuz every mention of my name is some shit people hear about// Spreadin these lies, deceit is here now/ So I'll raise my foot, ya'll gon feel it smear the ground// Cuz this shit is so sickenin, wow/ Rumors is gettin out, make me wanna lift tha pounds// Fuck workin out, I'm talkin bout squirtin out/ I treat my slugs so mean wit tha bird, now// In fact, I know some bitches that told on my boy/ Lied to his girl, said he was playin her like a toy// They broke that relationship down, it was hard to watch/ Cuz tha next week, she found out that he was not// But I'm big wit tha mac, so I'm poppin my 10's/ And stay sick wit tha mag, when I'm rockin ya limbs// To these whores that want snitchin ta stop 'n end/ Snitchin is snitchin, whether to tha cops or ya friends// [Hook 2x] (So) there's supposedly some chick I fucked/ Or some fake punk I hate and wanna hit up// Ya'll makin me spill these bars/ Cuz my name keep gettin dropped like I'm some kinda star// [Verse] It's funny, I got called for tha same shit/ A while back, some girl was sweatin tha way I hang thick// We hit tha mall, there was bout 8 in tha click/ Now its a date, and I ain't even claim tha bitch// Tha next day, I was on some tame this shit/ For some reason, she decided to stay on my dick// I was cool wit it, and pulled anotha dime/ Next I heard, me and tha first chick was datin and shit// I couldn't believe it, I was too pimp for myself/ Looked to my boy like, give me some help// He said, go wit it, ya'll datin then drop her/ They started actin off tha wall like a cement oscar// Me? I played it calmer, my niggas stood in between/ Said, you illiterate? you can still catch a good magazine// They wasn't dumb so they decided ta chill/ I still don't know, who decided ta lie and squeal// [Hook 2x] So there's supposedly some chick I fucked/ Or some fake punk I hate and wanna hit up// Ya'll makin me spill these bars/ Cuz my name keep gettin dropped like I'm some kinda star//
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