Gangsta\Ruffneck\Badman Lyrics Songs Thread..., post it here ...

i cant believe allyuh is listen to this garbage. (lol )

^^^u cant be serious to call what ppl posted on here as garbage after d kaka u listed as ur fav artists : http://z11.invisionfree.com/mktrinievents/...?showtopic=7082 ....

50 Cent - Candy Shop



[Intro: 50 Cent]

Yeah...

Uh huh

So seductive



[Chorus: 50 Cent & Olivia]

[50 Cent]

I'll take you to the candy shop

I'll let you lick the lollypop

Go 'head girl, don't you stop

Keep going 'til you hit the spot (woah)

[Olivia]

I'll take you to the candy shop

Boy one taste of what I got

I'll have you spending all you got

Keep going 'til you hit the spot (woah)



[Verse 1: 50 Cent]

You can have it your way, how do you want it

You gon' back that thing up or should i push up on it

Temperature rising, okay lets go to the next level

Dance floor jam packed, hot as a teakettle

I'll break it down for you now, baby it's simple

If you be a nympho, I'll be a nympho

In the hotel or in the back of the rental

On the beach or in the park, it's whatever you into

Got the magic stick, I'm the love doctor

Have your friends teasin you 'bout how sprung I gotcha

Wanna show me how you work it baby, no problem

Get on top then get to bouncing round like a low rider

I'm a seasons vet when it come to this $hite

After you work up a sweat you can play with the stick

I'm tryin to explain baby the best way I can

I melt in your mouth girl, not in your hands (ha ha)



[Chorus]



[Bridge: 50 Cent & Olivia]

Girl what we do (what we do)

And where we do (and where we do)

The things we do (things we do)

Are just between me and you (oh yeah)



[Verse 2: 50 Cent]

Give it to me baby, nice and slow

Climb on top, ride like you in the rodeo

You ain't never heard a sound like this before

Cause I ain't never put it down like this

Soon as I come through the door she get to pullin on my zipper

It's like it's a race who can get undressed quicker

Isn't it ironic how erotic it is to watch em in thongs

Had me thinking 'bout that arse after I'm gone

I touch the right spot at the right time

Lights on or lights off, she like it from behind

So seductive, you should see the way she wind

Her hips in slow-mo on the floor when we grind

As Long as she ain't stoppin, homie I aint stoppin

Drippin wet with sweat man its on and popping

All my champagne campaign, bottle after bottle its on

And we gon' sip til every bubble in every bottle is gone



[Chorus 2x] ....

Not Really gansta thing..
but is a kinda rock/rap somn..
I love this song...

Limp Bizkit ~ Mission Impossible 11 theme

All the tension in the world today
All the little girls fillin up the world today
When good comes to bad the bad comes to good
But im gonna live my life like I should
Now all the critics wanna hit it
$hite can ever did it
Because they dont get
But Ill stay fitted
New era committed
Unless this red cap
Gets a bad rap from his critics

Do we always gotta cry? (gotta cry)
Do we always gotta be inside a lie (a lie)
Life is just a blast
Movin very fast
Better stay on top
or life will kick you in the arse

Follow me into a solo
Remember that, kid
So what you wanna do?
The way you wanna run
When your starin down a cable
of a mic put it that you grill like a gun
Limp Bizkit is rockin the set
Its like Russian Roulette
When your placin your bet
So dont be upset
when your broke
And your done
Cuz im gonna be the one
til I jet

I know why you want to hate me
I know why you want to hate me
I know why you want to hate me
Cuz hate is all the world has even seen lately
I know why you want to hate me
I know why you want to hate me
Now I know why you want to hate me
Cuz hate is all the world has ever seen lately

Does anybody really know the secret
And the combination for this life and where they keep it
Its kinda sad when you dont know the meaning
But everything happens for a reason
I dont even know what I should say
Im an idiot a loser and a microphone abuser
I analyze every second I exist
Beating up my mind every second with my fist

Everybody wanna run (run)
Everybody wanna hide from the gun (gun)
You can take that ride through this life if you want
You cant take that edge off that knife (no sir)
And now you want your money back (money back)
But your denied cuz your brains fried from the sac
And there aint nothing I can do
Cuz life is a lesson youll learn it when your through

I know why you want to hate me
I know why you want to hate me
I know why you want to hate me
Cuz hate is all the world thats even seen lately
I know why you want to hate me
I know why you want to hate me
Now I know why you want to hate me
Cuz hate is all the world has even seen lately

Elephant Man - Gully Creepa

Intro:

Ah Wah'um 2 Dem Ice?!
(Gully Creepa, Gully Gully Creepa..)
Dah riddim yah mek everywun waan dance!

Chorus:

Mista wacky ah di teacher,
but ah ice ah buss di peice yah
everybody in dah street yah
jus ah do di gully creea creepa

People who nah seet yah
yuh senora senorita walkout
when yuh hear dah beat yah
weh it name (gully creepa creepa!)

Ben yuh back move up yu shoulda
move yu foot dem like ah roller
mek up yuh face jus like ah creature
den yuh do di (gully creepa creepa!)
gully gettin deepa
and di hill dem gettin steepa
and di dance dem gettin sweeta (gully creepa!)

Ova prendis pon ah sunday
Uptown we deh pon ah monday
weh uno ah tink seh
it dun day?!
ah fire link to sunday
cos ah bare dances ah cum deh
switchin' carpet pon di ground deh
d&g drop di bomb deh, suh nuh bada buss no gun deh
dem yah dance yu beta no dem
watch kevul wen ice ah show dem
move yu foot dem go pan yu toe dem
cas a roses haffi flow dem
it ah go hard fi ova trow dem
memba seh ah wacky grow dem
all da dancers de weh ah dance
and now dem did ah dance before dem

Chorus:

Mista wacky ah di teacher,
but ah ice ah buss di peice yah
everybody in dah street yah
jus ah do di gully creea creepa

People who nah seet yah
yuh senora senorita walkout
when yuh hear dah beat yah
weh it name (gully creepa creepa!)

Ben yuh back move up yu shoulda
move yu foot dem like ah roller
mek up yuh face jus like ah creature
den yuh do di (gully creepa creepa!)
gully gettin deepa
and di hill dem gettin steepa
and di dance dem gettin sweeta (gully creepa!)

Big up di dancers nowadays
weh ah find di bran new flava
shelly belly, blaze, gulo squad,big up di ravers clavers
wacky set di trend fi dem ah him ah di
ah ice shuda rich long time ah tru him av behavia
mi see man woman pickney ah dweet
di wah dey dance suh sweet
move yu right foot make yu left repeat
make sure yu lap repeat
den yu wuk widit
cudda ina di club or pan di beach
if dem evil wan it we tek it to dem in da street
cah di girls dem wan cum out and dance seven days ah di week
nah nuh time fi sleep
dance we ah dance until we rech we peak
ice ah teach everybady ah do di gully creep
find someewhere where rap music ah play
sum boi weh dance ah keep

Chorus:

Mista wacky ah di teacher,
but ah ice ah buss di peice yah
everybody in dah street yah
jus ah do di gully creea creepa

People who nah seet yah
yuh senora senorita walkout
when yuh hear dah beat yah
weh it name (gully creepa creepa!)

Ben yuh back move up yu shoulda
move yu foot dem like ah roller
mek up yuh face jus like ah creature
den yuh do di (gully creepa creepa!)
gully gettin deepa
and di hill dem gettin steepa
and di dance dem gettin sweeta (gully creepa!)

Ova prendits pon ah sunday
Uptown we deh pon ah monday
weh uno ah tink seh
it dun day?!
ah fire link to sunday
cos ah bare dances ah cum deh
switchin' carpet pon di ground deh
d&g drop di bomb deh, suh nuh bada buss no gun deh
dem yah dance yu beta no dem
watch kevul wen ice ah show dem
move yu foot dem go pan yu toe dem
cas a roses haffi flow dem
it ah go hard fi ova trow dem
memba seh ah wacky grow dem
all da dancers deh weh ah dance
and now dem did ah dance before dem

Chorus:

Mista wacky ah di teacher,
but ah ice ah buss di peice yah
everybody in dah street yah
jus ah do di gully creea creepa

People who nah seet yah
yuh senora senorita walkout
when yuh hear dah beat yah
weh it name (gully creepa creepa!)

Ben yuh back move up yu shoulda
move yu foot dem like ah roller
mek up yuh face jus like ah creature
den yuh do di (gully creepa creepa!)
gully gettin deepa
and di hill dem gettin steepa
and di dance dem gettin sweeta (gully creepa!)

[Intro]

Ok, Akon, Stay outta trouble now son, Akon, Stay outta trouble now son

[verse one]

Let me tell you what hurts the most, I'm a convicted felon and I can't work. No matter where I
Go I try to get paid, they never give me good job cause they are afraid-that-I'ma stick 'em up,
Oh yes, stick it, rob the manager and everybody in it. That's the everyday life of a
Convict-tryin to make it.Why their saying to me -

[chorus 2x]

The judges said dont trouble nobody.
Probation said dont trouble nobody.
Stay outta trouble dont trouble nobody.
And i'ma try not to trouble nobody.

[verse two]

Me an' my niggas on the block all day - blocking dimes - lookin out for police. Cause this the
Type of $hite that we go through up in the ghetto just to make some cheese. The street type got me
Gettin locked up about 5-6 times a week. And then i make mon'- take it from the profit of the
Weed. All this just to feed my seeds (yeah.)

I gotta stop this livin. I witness one too many killings. I don seen the hardest nikka street
Talk to the clown that was never ever found. Sooo

[chorus 2x]

The judges said dont trouble nobody.
Probation said dont trouble nobody.
Stay outta trouble dont trouble nobody.
And i'ma try not to trouble nobody.

[Verse three]

I'm trying to stay away from trouble everyday, but its hard when the things you need. Picture
Lookin at your babies in the face when they hungry and they need to eat. I'm tryin not to do
Wrong - But they wont let me do right. Even tho I done changed my life criminal records' what
They judging me by. -thats why

[chorus]

The judges said dont trouble nobody.
Probation said dont trouble nobody.
Stay outta trouble dont trouble nobody.
And i'ma try not to trouble nobody.

My mamma said dont trouble nobody.
My Pappa said dont trouble nobody.
Stay outta trouble dont trouble nobody.
And i'ma try not to trouble nobody (so i wont trouble nobody)

The judges said dont trouble nobody (can't trouble nobody.)
Probation said dont trouble nobody (wont trouble nobody.)
Stay outta trouble dont trouble nobody (wont trouble nobody.)
And I'ma try not to trouble nobody (So I wont trouble nobody.)

My mamma said dont trouble nobody (can't trouble nobody.)
My Pappa said dont trouble nobody (won't trouble nobody.)
Stay outta trouble dont trouble nobody (wont trouble nobody.)
And i'ma try not to trouble nobody (yeah.)

Hard Knock Life ~ jayz

Check the bassline out, uh-huh
Jigga (bounce wit it), uh-huh uh-huh uh-huh, yeahh
Let it bump though

It's the hard knock life (uh-huh) for us
It's the hard knock life, for us!!
Steada treated, we get tricked
Steada kisses, we get kicked
It's the hard knock life!!

From standin on the corners boppin
to drivin some of the hottest cars New York has ever seen
For droppin some of the hottest verses rap has ever heard
From the dope spot, with the smoke Glock
fleein the murder scene, you know me well
from nightmares of a lonely cell, my only hell
But since when y'all niggaz know me to fail? f@wck naw
Where all my niggaz with the rubber grips, bust shots
And if you with me mom I rub on your tits, and what-not
I'm from the school of the hard knocks, we must not
let outsiders violate our blocks, and my plot
let's stick up the world and split it fifty/fifty, uh-huh
Let's take the dough and stay real jiggy, uh-huh
And sip the Cris' and get pissy-pissy
Flow infinitely like the memory of my nikka Biggie, baby!
You know it's hell when I come through
The life and times of Shawn Carter
nikka Volume 2, y'all niggaz get ready

It's the hard knock life, for us
It's the hard knock life, for us!!
Steada treated, we get tricked
Steada kisses, we get kicked
It's the hard knock life!!

I flow for those 'dro'ed out; all my niggaz
locked down in the ten by fo', controllin the house
We live in hard knocks, we don't take over we borrow blocks
Burn em down and you can have it back daddy, I'd rather that
I flow for chicks wishin, they ain't have to strip to pay tuition
I see you vision mama, I put my money on the longshots
All my ballers that's born to clock
Now I'ma be on top whether I perform or not
I went from lukewarm to hot; sleepin on futons and cots
to King Size, dream machines, the green fives
I've seen pies let the thing between my eyes analyze life's ills
Then I put it down type braile
I'm tight grill with the phony, rappers y'all might feel we homies
I'm like still, y'all don't know me, $hite!
I'm tight grill when my situation ain't improvin
I'm tryin to murder everything movin, feel me?!

It's the hard knock life, for us
It's the hard knock life, for us!!
Steada treated, we get tricked
Steada kisses, we get kicked
It's the hard knock life, for us
It's the hard knock life, for us!!
Steada treated, we get tricked
Steada kisses, we get kicked
It's the hard knock life, for us
I don't how to sleep, I gotta eat, stay on my toes
Gotta a lot of beef, so logically, I prey on my foes
Hustling's still inside of me, and as far as progress
you'd be hard-pressed, to find another rapper hot as me
I gave you prophecy on my first joint, and y'all lamed out
Didn't really appreciate it, til the second one came out
So I stretched the game out, X'ed your name out
Put Jigga on top, and drop albums non-stop for ya, nigguh!

It's the hard knock life, for us
It's the hard knock life, for us!!
Steada treated, we get tricked
Steada kisses, we get kicked
It's the hard knock life, for us
It's the hard knock life, for us!!
Steada treated, we get tricked
Steada kisses, we get kicked
It's the hard knock life!!
.. It's the hard knock life!!
.. It's the hard knock life!!

^BIG CHUNE!!!

Eminem - Go To Sleep lyrics




[Eminem]
I ain't gonna eat, I ain't gonna sleep
Ain't gonna breathe, til I see, what I wanna see
And what I wanna see, is you go to sleep, in the dirt
Permanently, you just being hurt, this ain't gonna work
For me, it just wouldn't be, sufficient enough
Cuz we, are just gonna be, enemies
As long as we breathe, I don't ever see, either of us
Coming to terms, where we can agree
There ain't gonna be, no reason, speakin wit me
You speak on my seed, then me, no speakin Englais
So we gonna beef, and keep on beefin, unless
You're gonna agree, to meet with me in the flesh
And settle this face to face, and you're gonna see
A demon unleashed in me, that you've never seen
And you're gonna see, this gangsta pee on himself
I see you D-12, and thanks, but me need no help
Me do this one all by my lonely, I don't need fifteen of my homies
When I see you, I'm seeing you, me and you only
We never met, but best believe you gon' know me
When I'm this close, to see you exposed as phony
Come on, bee-ach, show me, pick me up, throw me
Lift me up, hold me, just like you told me
You was gonna do, that's what I thought, you're pitiful
I'm rid of you, all you, Ja, you'll get it too!

[Chorus]
Now go to sleep bee-ach!
Die, motherf***er, die! Ugh, time's up, bee-ach, close ya eyes
Go to sleep, bee-ach! (what?)
Why are you still alive? How many times I gotta tell ya, close ya eyes?
And go to sleep bee-ach! (what?)
Die motherf***er die, bye, bye, motherf***er, bye, bye!
Go to sleep bee-ach! (what?)
Why are you still alive? Why, die motherf***er ah, ah, ah...
...Go to sleep bee-ach!

[Obie Trice]
We got you niggaz, nervous
On purpose, to hurt your focus, you'se not MC's, you'se worthless
You'se not them G's, you'se a circus, you'se no appeal, please
You'se curtains, you use words, cool heard, slurred in two thousand third
You'se purpin, you'se no threat, who's ya servin?
We lyrically oughta bury you beneath the dirt when
You f@wck with a label overseein the Earth
Shady muthafu**a, O. Trice's birth
And as I mold, I become a curse
So we can put down the verse, take it to the turf
Cock and squeeze, and he who reach the hearse is he who
Depicts fiction in his verse
And as I breathe, and you be deceased
The world believe you deceived just to speak
You'se not the streets, you'se the desk
Use not your chest nikka, use a vest
Before two's choose ya rest, you chose death
Six feet deep, nikka, that's the depth

[Chorus]

[DMX]
Hey dog, I'ma walk like a beast, talk like the streets
I'ma stay blazin New York wit the heat
Stalk on the beat, walk wit my feet
Understand my pain, the rain ain't sweet
Peep how I'm moving, peep where I'm going
$hite don't seep, then sleep not knowin
But I'ma keep growing, getting larger than life
Easy-going with the same one that started the fight
He be knowing how dog get, when dog gone bite
Tried to show him the dog $hite, it's dog for life
Grand champ, and my Blood Line is tight
Cuz it's all good, it's all right
Niggas tried to holla, but couldn't holla back
Now they gots to swallow, everything in the sac
Blood Line, and, we can go track for track
Damn dog, why'd you have to do them niggas like that?

[Chorus]

[Eminem]
All you motherf***ers! take that!
Here, take this too, bee-ach! Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Waaaaaahoo!
We're killin all you motherf***ers dead, all you!
Fake arse gangsters! No more press! No more press!
Rot, motherf***er, rot! Decay, in the dirt, bee-ach, in the motherf***er dirt!
Die nameless, bee-ach, die nameless! No more fame!
Ahhhhhhhhhh! Hahahaha
Yo X, come on man, Obie, let's go, haha



i like this song from the movie "craddle to the grave"

^^^weyyyyz....yuh know how long i eh hear tha tune???

i was watching the movie and decided to put it in here!! lol

"California Love"
By 2pac (feat. Dr. Dre)

California love!

[1]-California...knows how to party
California...knows how to party
In the citaaay of L.A.
In the citaaay of good ol' Watts
In the citaaay, the city of Compton
We keep it rockin! We keep it rockin!

[Verse One: Dr. Dre]

Now let me welcome everybody to the wild, wild west
A state that's untouchable like Elliot Ness
The track hits ya eardrum like a slug to ya chest
Pack a vest for your Jimmy in the city of sex
We in that sunshine state with a bomb arse hemp beat
the state where ya never find a dance floor empty
And pimps be on a mission for them greens
lean mean money-makin-machines servin fiends
I been in the game for ten years makin rap tunes
ever since honeys was wearin sassoon
Now it's '95 and they clock me and watch me
Diamonds shinin lookin like I robbed Liberace
It's all good, from Diego to tha Bay
Your city is tha bomb if your city makin pay
Throw up a finger if ya feel the same way
Dre puttin it down for
Californ-i-a
[repeat 1]

[2]-Shake it shake it baby
Shake it shake it baby
Shake it shake it mama
Shake it Cali
Shake it shake it baby
Shake it shake it shake it shake it...

[Verse Two: 2Pac]

Out on bail fresh outta jail, California dreamin
Soon as I stepped on the scene, I'm hearin hoochies screamin
Fiendin for money and alcohol
the life of a west side playa where cowards die and its all ball
Only in Cali where we riot not rally to live and die
In L.A. we wearin Chucks not Ballies (that's right)
Dressed in Locs and khaki suits and ride is what we do
Flossin but have caution we collide with other crews
Famous cause we program worldwide
Let'em recognize from Long Beach to Rosecrans
Bumpin and grindin like a slow jam, it's west side
So you know the row won't bow down to no man
Say what you say
But give me that bomb beat from Dre
Let me serenade the streets of L.A.
From Oakland to Sacktown
The Bay Area and back down
Cali is where they put they mack down
Give me love!
[rpt 1]

[dre] now make it shake...

[rpt 2]

[Outro: Dre, 2Pac]

uh, yeah, uh, longbeach in tha house, uh yeah
Oaktown, Oakland definately in tha house hahaha
Frisko, Frisko
[Tupac] hey, you know LA is up in this
Pasadena, where you at
yeah, Inglewood, Inglewood always up to no good
(Tupac) even Hollywood tryin to get a piece baby
Sacramento, sacramento where ya at? yeah

Throw it up y'all, throw it up, Throw it up
Let's show these fools how we do this on that west side
Cause you and I know it's tha best side

yeah, That's riight
west coast, west coast
uh, California Love
California Love

Mystical - Danger


You know what time it is nikka,
and you know who the f@wck this is. DANGER!
DANGER! Get on the floor! The nikka right chea! Sing it!

Chorus:
Been so long (sing it!)
heat's been on
So please (get on the floor!)
Show me (the nikka right chea!)
What it is that you want to see

[Mystikal:]
Go tell the DJ to put my $hite on
I'm keepin' you niggas and bitches in jump from the minute I get on
Taking they $hite off, showing they tattoos,
screamin, and hollerin' and all
Got the gift to come up with it,
put it together, deliver it, make them feel it, bee-ach I been on!
Sharp! Like you pulled me out the pencil sharpener
Bad! Like that student in the principal's office
Put rappers in coffins
They dive like dolphins
I'm the data de-lyrical marvel you don't jump trump officer
Watch yourself!
Don't f@wck around, get beside yourself
I know! Go ahead though
Bump them booties, shake ya arse, drop that pussy
Stay in line, hoe
A Fucka can't, cuz you can can
Cocked up, head down, pussy poppin' on a handstand
I believe that pussy's smokin'
If you wanna do somethin'
Then bend over, and bust that pussy open

Chorus x 2

[Mystikal]
My firetrucking' concert line around the corner
Parking cars, niggas lookin' for they bee-ach, nothing on her!
You lookin' good momma
Why? Pshh, what's up hoe?
Sirens, limousines, and the club owner
Ya bee-ach you!
If you late, ain't no getting in this bee-ach
Cuz it's filling up
Inside packed from the floor to the ceiling up
The building ain't big enough!
I'm backstage bouncin'
Adrenalin building up!
That pussy color
Did I stutter?
The heart flutter
Make your woman drawers melt down like butter
Down like Nelly
Hype like "Belly"
The rhyme seller!
Kick arse like Jim Kelly!
Stand up, round out, boot up and frown
Tell a nikka if he wanna try it
Then bee-ach come on down!
No sweat, no blood, no tears
And if I tell you it's the $hite
Then bee-ach THAT'S WHAT IT IS!

Chorus x 2

DANGER!
Talkin 'bout
DANGER!
Motherfucker look!
Get on the floor!
The nikka right chea!
DANGER!
(Motherfucker) Watch your back!
DANGER!
(Look look) look at what? (look look)
Get on the floor!
The nikka right chea!
Get 'em up!!!

Chorus x 2

DANGER!
DANGER!
GET ON THE FLOOR!
THE nikka RIGHT CHEA!
SING IT!
DANGER!
DANGER!
GET ON THE FLOOR!
THE nikka RIGHT CHEA!
HUH!
This is my motherfuckin' floor

^^^big chune bai

I'm a Thug Lyrics :Trick Daddy


I don't know what this world's gonna bring
But I know one thing that this is the life for me
Baby cause I'm a thug
All day every day
Baby cause I'm a thug
Wouldn't change for the world
Uh huh cause I'm a thug
That's right you heard
Baby cause I'm a thug
Uh huh oh yeah

[TRICK DADDY]
(check it out)
Could it be my baggy jeans
Or my gold teeth
That make me different from ya'll
Ain't trippin dog
But listen dog
I've been raised a little different yall
I'm just doing my thang
These are my ghetto slangs
And I'm representing thug $hite
This who I roll with
Watch them niggas that's gonna love this
Niggas who out on bond
On the run
Got 10 years on parole
Since you can't say it dog I'ma say it for ya'll
Motherfuck the po-po's
f@wck the judge and CEO's
f@wck the DA and PO's
f@wck the family of the victim
Witness that's snitchin arse hoes nikka

[CHORUS 1X]

[TRICK DADDY]
See I'm so tight
Niggas be like
That nikka got so many hoes
And I know he got clout
Look at his mouth
That nikka got so many golds
Niggas be tellin they hoes
There's somethin up with that nikka
bee-ach I've been watchin you watchin him
You must wanna f@wck this motherfucker
My name alone
Been known to break up happy homes
No disrespect dog but you aint have no business even Answering her phone
If your arse wasn't home
Me and her been coulda get gettin it on
And you couldn't have been hitting her right
Cause every second night she been hitting the phones
She want a thug

[CHORUS 1X]

[TRICK DADDY]
Since ya'll niggas wanna smoke the blunts
tote the guns
I'ma show you how to thug it dog
Give me half a pill
And some zephanyll
And I'm like f@wck it dog
As long as my extasy got the best of me
And none of you niggas aint stressin me
I got one request in this bee-ach
You can have the rest of this $hite
If a nikka drop some $hite
And it's wack as hell
And don't make no damn sense
Take it back
Talk about it
And tell your dog don't even buy that $hite
And I don't care who he is
Or where he from
I represent thug $hite
And you ain't gotta give me my props
Or nominate me
Cause dammit I love this

[CHORUS 2X]

kartel - government diss

kartel=crap just like mavado

^^^






carry orn with d thread still ......