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iamnotghetto
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Name: follow da
Country: United States
State: yo momas house
Birthday: 6/9/1969
Gender: Male
Interests: i like to be not ghetto, altohgh i am kinda thug
Expertise: being white
Occupation: Unemployed/Between Jobs
Industry: Other
Message: message meEmail: email me
Website: visit my website
Member Since:
3/26/2004
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| shit homies what be up? I aint wriitne in a hot ass minute but i been straight chilin. Gotta keep shit on the low down since the 5-0 be afta my ass. See other night, im in need of a little cash see homes so i see that 7-11 with that one turbin waerin dude adne i gos me an idea. I call up my home dawgs contrel and jamr and we take our 9 mm in there and rob his punk ass. Motherfucka only had 2 bills!!! Then that dud tried to trip and call the pop so we shot his punk ass, don't need to be fucking around wth no 5-0 so im just chillin atm ym homebois house, but ya know i realy dont give a fuck about priosn yo itslike a second home. I got enough homies in there so if yo cops wanna fuck with me well fuck go ahead.
Im out | | |
| Ey YO
Yall thoguht this g was done for hell naw i was just in the pen, they stuck me in there for that stabbing back in the day, bu im out now and its all chill homies, i never forget my hoe dawgs in cell block f tough man they was my boyz. but now its back to ma boyz in the greens, you belive this shit they clozed down da greens now i be up over on da west side so yall itches and hos know where to find this dick yeah. im sayin since i beem out its been bithes, hoes fortys blunts botches cras hos money hos bitches sluts hos fortys and hos, amn life is good even tough i had to stab me a dude yesterday motherfucka had these hot ass tims on took that shit form him but it wasnt easy. dats all i gost to say see yall punk ass bitches later | | |
| ghetto in da house!!! wasup mah homies how yall doin lately i been tight as hell. me and my dawgs was shootin around at the b-ball coutrs yesterday, i was off da hook with my game, especially mah hops and mah handels. J.J was bein huff as hell so i had stick his punk ass. afterthat we found some shorties and took em back to my place, and yall eva have to bitches at once??? that shit was hot as hell, hope that rubber didnt break, running from 4 babies momas is already hard as hell, espcailly when your still in high school, whoch imma finally graduate from afta 5 years if i can pass summa skool. Aight that be all from me ill leav yalss with a song.
[Intro]
Uh, uh, check it out
Junior M.A.F.I.A., uh, um
(i like this, yeah)
Uh, yeah, 94'
[Notorious B.I.G. - Verse One]
To all the ladies in the place with style and grace
Allow me to lace these lyrical duches in your bushes
Who rock grooves and make moves with all the mommies?
The back of the club, sippin Moet, is where you'll find me
The back of the club, mackin hoes, my crew's behind me
Mad question askin, blunt passin, music blastin
But I just can't quit
Because one of these honies Biggie gots ta creep with
Sleep with, keep the ep a secret why not
Why blow up my spot cause we both got hot
Now check it, I got more Mack than Craig and in the bed
Believe me sweety I got enough to feed the needy
No need to be greedy I got mad friends with Benz's
C-notes by the layers, true fuckin players
Jump in the Rover and come over
tell your friends jump in the GS3, I got the chronic by the tree
[Chorus by The Notorious B.I.G.]
(I love it when you call me Big Pop-pa)
Throw your hands in the air, if youse a true player
(I love it when you call me Big Pop-pa)
To the honies gettin money playin niggaz like dummies
(I love it when you call me Big Pop-pa)
If you got a gun up in your waist please don't shoot up the place
Cause I see some ladies tonight who should be havin my baby
Bay-bee
[Notorious B.I.G. - Verse Two]
Straight up honey really I'm askin
Most of these niggaz think they be mackin but they be actin
Who they attractin with that line, "What's your name, what's your sign"?
Soon as he buy that wine I just creep up from behind
And ask what your interests are, "who you be with"?
Things to make you smile, what numbers to dial
You gon' be here for a while, I'm gon' go call my crew
You go call your crew
We can rendezvou at the bar around two
Plans to leave, throw the keys to Lil Cease
Pull the truck up, front, and roll up the next blunt
So we can steam on the way to the telly go fill my belly
A t-bone steak, cheese eggs and Welch's grape
Conversate for a few, cause in a few, we gon' do
What we came to do, ain't that right boo (truuuueee)
Forget the telly we just go to the crib
and watch a movie in the jacuzzi smoke l's while you do me
[Chorus by The Notorious B.I.G.]
(I love it when you call me Big Pop-pa)
Throw your hands in the air, if youse a true player
(I love it when you call me Big Pop-pa)
To the honies gettin money playin niggaz like dummies
(I love it when you call me Big Pop-pa)
If you got a gun up in your waist please don't shoot up the place
Cause I see some ladies tonight who should be havin my baby
Bay-bee
[Notorious B.I.G. - Verse Three]
(How ya livin Biggie Smallz?) In mansion and Benz's
Givin ends to my friends and it feels stupendous
Tremendous cream, fuck a dollar and a dream (whaat)
Still tote gats strapped with infrared beams
Choppin o's, smokin lye an' Optimo's
Money hoes and clothes all a nigga knows
A foolish pleasure, whatever
I had to find the buried treasure, so grams I had to measure
However living better now, Gucci sweater now
Drop top BM's I'm the man girlfriend
(Honey check it, (check it)
Tell your friends, to get with my friends (your freinds)
And we can be friends
Shit we can do this every weekend (that's right)
Aight? Is that aight with you?
Yeah... keep bangin)
[Chorus by The Notorious B.I.G.]
(I love it when you call me Big Pop-pa)
Throw your hands in the air, if youse a true player
(I love it when you call me Big Pop-pa)
To the honies gettin money playin niggaz like dummies
(I love it when you call me Big Pop-pa)
If you got a gun up in your waist please don't shoot up the place
Cause I see some ladies tonight who should be havin my baby
Bay-bee
[Biggie Ad libin']
Uhh, Check it out,
My full shit, for that ass,
Uhh, Puff Daddy, Biggie Smalls,
Junior M.A.F.I.A., represent baby bay-bay!
Uhh! | | |
| sup playas i been gone lately what with the whole court case and everything, see it be like this. This ho sasy she knows me and that im her babies daddy, now she want pe to pay child supprt or some shit like that, fuck that shit. also ive been chillin with my homies a lot, went over to the west side yesertday, dey pussy of there, it much tougher up in hur in da greens, well we was there, and we saw some kings, so us bring G.D. we had to represent, this one fool tried to shank me, so i stuck his ass, we was throwin down! then the cops came and we was up, later we just listend to that new jay-z in mah homes car and drank malt liqour and shmoked that green, well al for now peace homies | | |
| ANOTHER ONE COMES TO THE GHETTO
OKAY OKA OKAY NOW JUST KEEP IT MOVING
I ALMOST GOT ME THIS THUG JOB ITS GONNA BE THIGHT
GOT THAT BLING BLING
I WOULDA SALP THAT HO IN DA FACE | | |
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