Battles 3k_cebo vs Dope_Doc
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- (Cebo verse) (start at 0:25)
- Ain't got no hoes with me
- I be quick to run up, let it pop, that's just the O' in me
- Rest in peace to Silk from Ada Park, that was the older me
- Goofy got shot right up in his top , his brother told on me
- Couldn't get a bond, I sat it out, they put that hold on me
- 45, XDs, 50 Shot, Glizzies, peace treaty, bitch, please
- You know I grew up on that violence
- DOA, turn off them sirens
- I be thirsty on his ass from Cicero to Stoney Island, huh
- 'Cause Jay get on your ass, send you with them birds
- Your preacher all in church, reading off proverbs
- And folks 'nem mad at me, I put in too much work
- They say "ayy Jay, sit back", 'cause GetBackGang, they got yo back
- But I'm still strapped, can't go like that
- I'm still a killer before the rap
- I swear I killed her, broke her back
- Your homie died, I'm smoking that
- I'm tired of smelling TJ and Lil Marc, and I'm tired of Scrapp
- I'm thinking 'bout creating a new pack
- Ayy Doodie, who is that?
- (Jay verse)
- Ain't no exposing me
- I be in them trenches, where a nigga say he 'posed to be
- Foe 'nem wet a nigga ass up , he can't get close to me
- Fye a nigga ass up , he gon' need surgery
- Ambulance get his ass up, he sold his soul to me
- He a hoe, he a bitch
- I'm Six O, I won't switch
- I got 50 shots in this Glizzy and I promise I won't miss
- Before I let her alley-oop me, put this .40 to her shit
- It's gon' be a murder
- Smokin' Scrapp and I got my strap
- Long live Burger
- Tough as hell on the 'net, but on their block, unheard of
- Pour a four of Poppie Juice, what's that? That's that syrup
- Booka in the kitchen with them pots, he gon' stir up
- 12 get up on this bitch, it's that, we gon' "Skrt - skrt!"
- Long live Headshot HEC, don't disrespect, your face on a shirt
- Off that Zeko, TJ, and that Fatz, we gon' put in work
- Sneaky talking, sayin' this and that, just gon' get 'em murked
- You don't want them shells from that MAC
- Chase a nigga down, like Ricky, shoot your back
- We shoot up your kickback then it's back to the 'Met
- I'ma die for my set D Block where it's at
- (Cebo verse)
- Ain't no exposing me
- I be in them trenches, where a nigga say he 'posed to be
- Foe 'nem wet a nigga ass up he can't get close to me
- Fye a nigga ass up, he gon' need surgery
- Ambulance get his ass up, he sold his soul to me
- He a hoe, he a bitch
- He a rat, he a snitch
- I'm Six O, I won't switch
- I got 50 shots in this Glizzy and I promise I won't miss
- Before I let her alley-oop me, put this .40 to her shit
DEFENDER'S RAP
- I eat emcee’s like a plate of breakfast then I just chill and turn on Netflix,
- Roll around in a chromed-out Lexus, find your house and then I beat you senseless.
- Readin’ your repetitive sentences give me a headache, somebody call me a medic,
- I’m already a Dope Doc with a penmanship so hot that I attract all the sloppy thots,
- You suck cock, the sniper dots make him look like he had chicken pox,
- Went from sellin’ rocks to claiming the top battle spot and shit still won’t stop,
- My clocks never tick-tock, I’ll make your hip-hop pop in your CD tape but it’s a flop.
- Literally, you envy me but no DJ, I spray like Lysol would say, slay gays with AK’s,
- Bump Beethoven whilst on a mission I hate owning so many homo’s who aren’t competition.
- I got ‘em wishin’ for more skill and less fiction, he smells like when a Bull in Chicago is shittin’.
- Call ‘em target cuz that’s what I’m hittin’, ripping him like skin off Popeyes fried chicken.
- If he sees a dick on a stool, he’ll lick it, I grew up with woman whom presented themselves as bitches ,
- More wicked than witches, naggin’ at me to clean the dishes full of meat and raw fishes.
- I was told I had a sickness, yet the trick had plastic surgery done and her titts grew delicious.
- She was about 60 years old, I hated the bitch, I just wish we could go bowling and her body rolled like it was supposed.
- Alongside the bowling ball, spider-man crawl into the pussy cuz I’m as horny as a Viagra up’ed doll.
- Makes no sense, I shine bright like a brand new Benz, hence why my win percentage is rising like my dick underneath my pants from gym.