Rhymes Room [ HELP US VOTE THE BEST RAPPER READ]

[MrFuture]

got sumthing to say?

You do?

[Emre]

You do?

YOU do? >: )

[Whiteman]

"standin' in ma' blocc', checkin' out da' new spot"
"Green in ma' left pocket, weed in ma' right, takin' out ma golden lighter, smokin' dat' shit all night.
Ganton is ma' hood, don't pass the border,Chu' ain't nice, Chu' will get iced.
Reppin' da' purple rag, chu' pass me da' purple flag. Later we will go tag da' grove, som' foo' is standin' at ma' door. I pop out ma'.5mm gun, you betteah' run. Hot bullets are on da' ground, you should go around. Five-O sirens from a distance, I got to run this instant. If you live in our blocc', I won't give you a glock. Sullivan is leadin' da' street, Chu' better clean my feet.
In da' morning glaring out of da' place, saw a hidious face. Runnin' out seeing a grove, takin' out ma' shotgun below. Purple cars appearin', green whips dissapearin'. Callin' da' G's, sayin' I need those grills." Chu' ain' wanna com' to our hood, chu' ain't getting no food. We are rollin' by da' Mexican hood, later getting som' food. This is da' 18th street, chu'listen to ma' beat. Look at my car tires, they are all on fire. Get into ma' crib, and smoke dat' shit. Liftin' my shirt up, grabbin' a mic. Blastin' five-O's, dat's the motherfuckin' g' life, hoes !

[Squeak]

Steven Chu?

Chu'

Chu'

chu'

Chu' better clean my feet.

Chu' ain'

chu' ain't getting no food.

chu'listen to ma' beat.

[Wαуиє]

Pffff... HAH Wannabes

[Emre]

Pffff... HAH Wannabes

Got something better to speak up?Drop it,wanksta.

[VANCEPLAYER]

Got something better to speak up?Drop it,wanksta.

YO EMRE watch out! hes lil WAYNE hes gone bomb on our asses!.....PFF NOT!!!!!!
show us what you really got wayne!

[Rick.]

i got this one story for you to tell
take a seat man, this almost like hell
after hearing this, you might start to trip
cmon man, shut your face and listen a bit

this shit starts when i was walking alone
i was walking, passing home by home
I look to my left, and something i see
i wonder to myself, who might that be?

4 door pulls up, with men loaded up
2 dudes step out, i see they're strapped
im keeping my distance, chillin by my car
cuz i aint sure i wana know who they are

Ill tell you like this, their car was legit
windos all down, with some funky ass beat
paint was white clear, something like milk
chromed out wheels, car was well build

they holding a tools, no wait it was gats
shotgun and AK, man look at those cats
they walk to the trunk, like nothing's around
pop goes the trunk, they're guns hit the ground

one leans in the trunk, pulls something big out
i look at closer, im starting to freak out
something long and skinny, is what i see
hold up, man dammmn! looks like a body to me!

i quetly step back, like i wasnt there
they do their thing, they dont really care
2 seconds past, i was long gone
1 thing i dont wana see to my head, and that thing is a gun

next day im chill, watching 10 o'clock news
a body discovered by them popos and blues
job was well done, by some Gvardia dudes
professional work, nothing, no clues

now here's the conclusion of this horible mess
you see that 4 door, you better stress
dont be a fool, run as hard as you can
trust me, you dont want it, they'll give you pure hell!

You might think hmm, who might that be
Ill tell you 1 secret, those fellas are me!
yea im gvardia, and this is what i be
if you'll live, you better thank me!



I aint no tyson, but i knock yo lights out
lay yo ass out, bitch you got f**ked
I aint no dummy i keep myself strapped
dont see me? nigga look up.

clouds and sky, this is where i be
you just a nigga, and im G O D.
yea you broke, but homie let it be
garbage and trash, you're nothing to me

you think you gangsta, this is what you see?
i tell you like this, you just wanna be me
looket in the mirror, you fake ass G
nigga you dont want it, im the real O.G.

dont stare at me, or you'll regret
I see you at the club, yo ass gets f**ked

WOW  :conf:

[VANCEPLAYER]

drinking mah wine, is simple as nursery rhymes, you dont get it, bitxh u better rewind, get this shyt into yor mind,
and if you hate me, niggah i dont mind, i drive-by yo mommas crib, lets see if that'll give you a sign,
and if yo momma still around you better note that aint good, too many niggahs in the hood, they'll keep asking her for food,
they'll get in a bad mood, strangle yo momma, hit her head with that hamma'

if im looking for you, niggah dont act a foo',ill spray yo momma's crib and let yo ass look for me,
bitxh you better fear me!, i aint gone' let this shyt be,
im'a kill you, you'll see,

[Eugene]

drinking mah wine, is simple as nursery rhymes, you dont get it, bitxh u better rewind, get this shyt into yor mind,
and if you hate me, niggah i dont mind, i drive-by yo mommas crib, lets see if that'll give you a sign,
and if yo momma still around you better note that aint good, too many niggahs in the hood, they'll keep asking her for food,
they'll get in a bad mood, strangle yo momma, hit her head with that hamma'

if im looking for you, niggah dont act a foo',ill spray yo momma's crib and let yo ass look for me,
bitxh you better fear me!, i aint gone' let this shyt be,
im'a kill you, you'll see,

i already heard this somewhere...
where did you rip this from?

[VANCEPLAYER]

i already heard this somewhere...
where did you rip this from?

wat r u talking about?
i wrote dat myself i didnt  rip it from nowhere.....
crazy foo'

[VANCEPLAYER]

idk, i feel like rapping, cos' i enjoy writing,
yo yo yo, this pussy ass GAYsian ass kid, "Urs", trying to give me a bad name, but homie i got's no name, and u ain't got no Game, all you want is fame, all i want is the game, me and you, niggah we aint the same,
you's trying to fuck around, take a fucking greyhound, go str8 to hell, does that ring a bell?, Diablos, look like homos, you all momos, you act like lamo's,you got some balls? ill meet you down the school's halls,
dissing me, threatening me, FUCKING ME!, niggah i ain't scurd!, you a poser that's what i've heard,i will find your momma on the street with her head terred, homie? you's a motherfucking phony, this might sound corny,
but i dont give a shyt, hope you're having a bitxh fit!, try to spit something back, before i tear your little ball sack, apart, i like seeing you hanging 'round in that lil golf KART, pink, your color, dat way you gone' sink, dont sing, this call rapPING!,

 
spit back Urs_Pendejo, or choke back, haha what you got?

[Emre]

some People just take it too serious,this is fun and not a flame-rhyme contest :P

[BlackEagle]

"standin' in ma' blocc', checkin' out da' new spot"
"Green in ma' left pocket, weed in ma' right, takin' out ma golden lighter, smokin' dat' shit all night.
Ganton is ma' hood, don't pass the border,Chu' ain't nice, Chu' will get iced.
Reppin' da' purple rag, chu' pass me da' purple flag. Later we will go tag da' grove, som' foo' is standin' at ma' door. I pop out ma'.5mm gun, you betteah' run. Hot bullets are on da' ground, you should go around. Five-O sirens from a distance, I got to run this instant. If you live in our blocc', I won't give you a glock. Sullivan is leadin' da' street, Chu' better clean my feet.
In da' morning glaring out of da' place, saw a hidious face. Runnin' out seeing a grove, takin' out ma' shotgun below. Purple cars appearin', green whips dissapearin'. Callin' da' G's, sayin' I need those grills." Chu' ain' wanna com' to our hood, chu' ain't getting no food. We are rollin' by da' Mexican hood, later getting som' food. This is da' 18th street, chu'listen to ma' beat. Look at my car tires, they are all on fire. Get into ma' crib, and smoke dat' shit. Liftin' my shirt up, grabbin' a mic. Blastin' five-O's, dat's the motherf**kin' g' life, hoes !

lol nigga you fail.

[Drix]

idk, i feel like rapping, cos' i enjoy writing,
yo yo yo, this pussy ass GAYsian ass kid, "Urs", trying to give me a bad name, but homie i got's no name, and u ain't got no Game, all you want is fame, all i want is the game, me and you, niggah we aint the same,
you's trying to f**k around, take a f**king greyhound, go str8 to hell, does that ring a bell?, Diablos, look like homos, you all momos, you act like lamo's,you got some balls? ill meet you down the school's halls,
dissing me, threatening me, f**kING ME!, niggah i ain't scurd!, you a poser that's what i've heard,i will find your momma on the street with her head terred, homie? you's a motherf**king phony, this might sound corny,
but i dont give a shyt, hope you're having a bitxh fit!, try to spit something back, before i tear your little ball sack, apart, i like seeing you hanging 'round in that lil golf KART, pink, your color, dat way you gone' sink, dont sing, this call rapPING!,

 
spit back Urs_Pendejo, or choke back, haha what you got?

Booooooooooooooooooooo you suuuckk!!! GTFO outta ere'.