Donnie Burreta (no login) from IP address 172.172.162.29
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IM MENTALLY GIFTED THE TYPE TO PACK A BISCIT/
BURRETA HOLD 17 SHOTS AN NOW IM PISSED KID/
SHOW YOU HOW THE FIFTH GET TWISTED IN YO FITTED/
YOU BIT SHIT FROM THE FUCKING ARMY YOU AINT LISTED/
NOW YOU TRYN TA KICK IT AN EVERYBODY PEEPED GAME/
YOU TOOK A YEAR JUST TA SPIT SOMTHING AN THAT SHIT WAS WEEK MAIN/
YOU HAD A PROBLEM WIT TROUBLE, BUT DONNIE SPIT WAY RAW/
I CAKE OFF AN SHOW YOU HOW THE S CLASS TAKE OFF/
AN PLUS YOU TRYN TO BUM A CIG, HOMIE YOU WAS NEVER IN/
YOU DICK IN THE BOOTY ASS NIGGA, WHO LICK SHIT LIKE LESBIANS/
U SEE ME IN UR RESIDENCE, AN NOW U LOOKING REAL NOYD/
YOU BITCH BOY TRYING TO GET RICH OFF OF DECOY/
LET ME GOIN FEEL UM IN, YA MANS YEA HE FILL YOU UP/
PISS CUP HAND FULL OF PILLS NOW YOU KNOCKED UP/
ALMOST GOT LOCKED UP TOLD THE COPS WHAT YOU KNEW/
TOLD UM WERE YOU BOUGHT CRACK AN HOW YOU GOT RAPED DUDE/
NOW MY TAPE LEEKED THREW AN EVERYBODY WANT A PIECE/
UR PANTS BE TIGHT AS HELL THAT YOU GREW YEAST/
EFFECTED THE COMMUNITY BROUGHT FLOWERS TA THE WAKE/
YOU MY NIGGA MISTAKE UR MOM'S SAID IT I WAS GREAT/
BEST LIKE CASIUS CLAY, YOU SEE MY HAMMER IS GREY /
WELL CHROME MAN AN ITS TOUCHING YA FACE/
OH I WILL NEVER TOCHIN UR FACE JUST FILL YA FAMILY IN/
TELL UM THAT THEIR SON WAS GAY AN I DONE HANDLED UM...............
BOY WHO'S RAWER THAN ME NIGGA YOU GOT RIPPED BITCH AN I WASNT EVEN TRYING, DONT LYE NEITHER JUST GIVE IT UP.....THE KINGDOM BELONGS TA DONNIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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that was cute.....but ima show you how you should've did it, listen
How the fuck you gon claim my spot/
im the best, damn if you lame or not/
im 18 wit a heart to flow its so masssive/
throw ya punchlines at me im impassive/
therefore ya shit really doesnt matter/
bullets get scattered frames get shattered/
bodies get gathered wrapped in body bags/
i'll give you ya props, you an ill cocky fag/
you get disrespected in front of ya father/
ya career stops it aint going no further/
you sound terrible like a bad cough/
i'll call you leaves, once you get old you'll fall off/
dude, you better listen to Faren/
cause a bullet in every part of your body is what you going to be wearing/
he said you was garbage/
so make yourself look good you aimed for the best, so im your target
(breathe)
you not serious
chill my nig
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YALL NIGGAS GET OFF EACH OTHERS DICK YOU FAGGOTS, YA BOY IKE IS A PHONEY LIKE I SAID, AND FAREN YOU AINT EVEN NICE AT ALL SO GET YA MIND RIGHT YA DIGG! AND HOLLA AT ME IF YOU WANT LIKE IKE GOT IT FAGGOT
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Listen up, niggas like Buretta and Trouble wanna hate the kid, but if you gonna hate just wait in line till your turn.
And Trouble, you just non existent right now,,, you can come at me if you. but you in your own little world so i aint even gonna respond. Talk 4 digits (1,000 and up) if you wanna do something then maybe i'll consider waisting my time on you, aight
Buretta still stuck on the fact that more than one person can come up wit the same rhymes. But i understand you fam, your frame of mind to simple to comprehend what i'm saying
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U betta think twice for u say that im not nice/
my rhymes have u scratchin ya head like u got lice/
here's some advice/
next time u write/
make sure ur mind is shaper than the pencil u dyke/
i know that on the second bar u was gaspin/
im makin his head hurt somebody get him an asprin/
fuck it i dot even feel like spittin/
besides this is enough spark to get ya heart ta tickin/
Fuck Donnie and is fuck buddie trouble yall niggaz tryin to hate just cuz yall got raped
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niccaz kno when they see me on da streetz/
got green nicca im tryna eat on da streetz/
fucc around da pump lift ya feet off da streetz/
now paramedics come around pick'n meat off da streetz/
see wat happens when da iron get lifted/
known ta get it poppin like im fryin some chicc'n/
good skama got me cakin from pitchin/
so you kno i getz bread off da streetz,but i aint a pigeon/
you need ta stop lyin & listen/
cuz da kid got enough heat ta start supplyin a kitchen/
you dont want me ta spit da banga/
cuz shells i'll go air born and lift ya frame up/
not fake but da toasta iz plastic, nicca step ya game up/
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