wednesday stickball

[BleedDodgerBlue]

i suck

115-120-3 +5.48 units

Today is the greatest
Day I've ever known
Can't live for tomorrow,
Tomorrow's much too long
I'll burn my eyes out

Before I get out
I wanted more
Than life could ever grant me
Bored by the chore
Of saving face



under the fcking sun:

bravos -117 x 2

cws + 100 x 5

you don't like it.....don't fcking read it. you want some?

gl and get of my tip

 

[BleedDodgerBlue]

fck the playa hatas'

Now I'm a break it down just to tell a little story
Straight out the box from the gangsta category
About a sucker, a sucker muthafuka
He's addicted, he's a smoker but in Compton called a clucker
he used to have a house car and golden rings
But the cooky cooky crack took all those things
he must of been starving 'cause he broke in my house
Caught the nigga on the street and straight took his ass out
Now I wanted for a murder that I had to commit
Yea I went to jail but that wasn't shit
Got to the station about a quarter of nine
Call my bitch to get me out 'cause I was down for mine
The bitch was a trip cold hung up the phone
Now my only phone call was in the ganking zone
All the things I did for her like keeping her rich
I swear when I get out, I'm gonna kill the bitch
Well by now you should know it was just my luck
The baliff of the station was a neighborhood cluck
I looked him straight in the eye and said what's up
And said let's make a deal, you know I'll do you up
Now back on the streets and my records are clean
I creeped on my bitch wit my uzi machine
Went to the house and kicked down the do'
Unloaded like hell, cold smoked the ho


under the fcking moon

det/tb under 9 -110 x 3

az - 105 x 2

ana -1.5 + 180 x 2

bos -1.5 +115 x 2

sd -1.5 +105 x 2

koko stay out the popo

 

[IntenseOperator]

fck the playa hatas'

Now I'm a break it down just to tell a little story
Straight out the box from the gangsta category
About a sucker, a sucker muthafuka
He's addicted, he's a smoker but in Compton called a clucker
he used to have a house car and golden rings
But the cooky cooky crack took all those things
he must of been starving 'cause he broke in my house
Caught the nigga on the street and straight took his ass out
Now I wanted for a murder that I had to commit
Yea I went to jail but that wasn't shit
Got to the station about a quarter of nine
Call my bitch to get me out 'cause I was down for mine
The bitch was a trip cold hung up the phone
Now my only phone call was in the ganking zone
All the things I did for her like keeping her rich
I swear when I get out, I'm gonna kill the bitch
Well by now you should know it was just my luck
The baliff of the station was a neighborhood cluck
I looked him straight in the eye and said what's up
And said let's make a deal, you know I'll do you up
Now back on the streets and my records are clean
I creeped on my bitch wit my uzi machine
Went to the house and kicked down the do'
Unloaded like hell, cold smoked the ho

RIP EZ E

 

[BleedDodgerBlue]

RIP EZ E

8 children with 8 different wives

a true tragedy and a life cut down too early.

he's a true inspiration and role model. not like these nba thugs.



gl

 

[IntenseOperator]

died of AIDS if I'm correct

 

[BleedDodgerBlue]

died of AIDS if I'm correct

yeah....the white mans invented disease to keep true talent down.


gl

 

[RexBudler]

:mj07: :mj07: :142smilie :mj07:

gl today bro

 

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see ...................it worked tonight