RhymeSpitta

 

Verse 1: ya im like a billin

fresha than a millin

savin up to be a trillin

bitch I'm always killin

my lyrics and if any critics gave any hateful mimics or say crap

i will be put you into clinics

bitch drivin inna brand new buggati sits a golden illuminate crew holdin glocks

wif flocks of us be spread around da block hahaha

ya i be blowin and smokin weed

thats all a thug like me will eva need

so crawl back in yo ho tell da popo RhymeSpitta dont care no moe

cause all thats grow

is what i blow

rapping like a pro homie

dats all ino tho...

with flow so good expect my whiteass to be straight outta the hood hahaha its rhymespitta

[Let beat run....]

[Verse 3:] hahaha ya my gold flow turns my music into rolled doe

i got my money full from head to toe

bro once i say hoho my hittas be expecting to blow with me

as simple as a glow people know waddup hahaha dont agree wif me

take a knee and pay da fee cuz i escaped from a deadly penitentiary prison

and risin as a Christian imprisoned with Oj Simpson

an evil villain in prison because he killed his fuckin woman

I'm in the tin for bein a victim of killin the rhythm system

in hope to make a million as a white American citizen with a mission to get people to listen

its written in the description....

but in addition

to my rapping expedition them

bitches havin they opinion but i say

fuck da policemen

and parental supervision