Gangster Mode
Posted: Tue Jun 16, 2009 6:09 pm
Spit the following to the 'D-Block WHAT' Instrumental:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iiLLdu1TIs8
The flyest of hoodlums, and ghetto gangsters gettin' it/
crackin' them pieces - chippin' off the bricks no sweatin' it/
the illest of hustlers, no bitches or bustaz/
riches become us, y'all get sick to ya stomachs/
pushed in the cupboard, slashed and shipped to Bermuda/
you's a, bullshitter meet my pet barracuda/
loser, five foot six with short man syndrome/
who ten years ago, missed a pass in the end zone/
swears if he caught it he'd be riding in a benzo/
no friends though, solo with a bitch gettin head yo/
is that so?, man you stayin' broke I'm gettin' fat tho/
dough like astro, blow like Castro/
how many mics must I destroy on the fast road/
to diamond rings - just flashin' like lightning/
or a ufo sighting, the knowledge enlightning/
Back to gangster mode, hands are cold, hash is gold/
the ashes greyish, the tint, well that's black in bold/
product sold, son you only makin' foes/
remember that, as you wake up with tubes in nose/
bruisin' souls, I'm always on my X n O's/
yuh bettah knowz, daddy's triple X'n hoes/
the rest unfolds, slowly, but surely/
I win, you lose, surely, but sorely/
I live, you die, sadly and poorly/
You die, I live, I'm the one and only...........Darth Vader Bitches....
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iiLLdu1TIs8
The flyest of hoodlums, and ghetto gangsters gettin' it/
crackin' them pieces - chippin' off the bricks no sweatin' it/
the illest of hustlers, no bitches or bustaz/
riches become us, y'all get sick to ya stomachs/
pushed in the cupboard, slashed and shipped to Bermuda/
you's a, bullshitter meet my pet barracuda/
loser, five foot six with short man syndrome/
who ten years ago, missed a pass in the end zone/
swears if he caught it he'd be riding in a benzo/
no friends though, solo with a bitch gettin head yo/
is that so?, man you stayin' broke I'm gettin' fat tho/
dough like astro, blow like Castro/
how many mics must I destroy on the fast road/
to diamond rings - just flashin' like lightning/
or a ufo sighting, the knowledge enlightning/
Back to gangster mode, hands are cold, hash is gold/
the ashes greyish, the tint, well that's black in bold/
product sold, son you only makin' foes/
remember that, as you wake up with tubes in nose/
bruisin' souls, I'm always on my X n O's/
yuh bettah knowz, daddy's triple X'n hoes/
the rest unfolds, slowly, but surely/
I win, you lose, surely, but sorely/
I live, you die, sadly and poorly/
You die, I live, I'm the one and only...........Darth Vader Bitches....
Need some feeds on this one...
http://www.illestlyrics.com/board/gutta ... 13479.html