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hoop - rap battle 04.18.14 كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: hoop]
yo sl!ck you got no d-ck
im sick like the flu with the flow
you got no… b-tch!
while you sitting here sucking g-eazy
im making it look like being a g easy

[verse 2: sl!ckk]
top 3 and he ain’t even read his f-cking verse yet
stole your ho, she goes wow, i untie her corset
whipped like corvette
sh-t just floored it
hit a f-cking pole d-mnit
talking bout pistols and p-ssy your rap is pointless
whale you hear me out, porpoise
you have no purpose, now your sh-ts curtains
hurtin’ your work and your serving burgers your future is certain
i win, crawl in your sh-ll like a terrapin
and make up lies about selling heroin
meanwhile i murder it like zim-ur-man
bars

[hook: sl!ckk & hoop]
i’ll f-ck your b-tch and slap your mom
take her down i made her come
check it out on p-rnhub.com
this rap sh-t is our kingdom we are the dons

[verse 3: hoop]
tell flex to drop a bomb on this sh-t
so many bombs, ring the alarm like vietnam on this sh-t
so many bombs, make farrakhan think that saddam in this b-tch
one at a time, i line them up
and bomb on they mom while she watching the kids
i’m in a destruction mode if the gold exists
i’m important like the pope, i’m a muslim on pork
i’m makaveli’s offspring, i’m the king of new york
king of the coast, one hand, i juggle them both
the juggernaut’s all in your jugular, you take me for jokes
live in the bas-m-nt, church pews and funeral faces
cartier bracelets for my women friends, i’m in vegas
who the f-ck y’all thought it’s supposed to be?
if phil jackson came back, still no coachin’ me
i’m uncoachable, i’m unsociable, f-ck y’all clubs
f-ck y’all pictures, your instagram can gobble these nuts
gobble d-ck up til you hiccup, my big homie kurupt
this the same flow that put the rap game on a crutch (west x6)
i’ve seen n-ggas transform like villain decepticons
mollies’ll prolly turn these n-ggas to f-cking lindsay lohan
a bunch of rich -ss white girls looking for parties
playing with barbies, wreck the porsche before you give them the car key
judgment to the monarchy, blessings to paul mccartney
you called me a black beatle, i’m either that or a marley
(i don’t smoke crack, motherf-cker, i sell it)
i’m dressed in all black, this is not for the fan of elvis
i’m aiming straight for your pelvis, you can’t stomach me
you plan on stumpin’ me? b-tch i’ve been jumped before you put a gun on me
b-tch i put one on yours, i’m sean connery
james bonding with none of you n-ggas, climbing 100 mil in front of me
and i’m gonna get it even if you’re in the way
and if you’re in it, better run for pete’s sake
i heard the barbershops be in great debates all the time
bout who’s the best mc? kendrick, jigga and nas
eminem, andre 3000, the rest of y’all
new n-ggas just new n-ggas, don’t get involved
and i ain’t rockin’ no more designer sh-t
white t’s and nike cortez, this red corvette’s anonymous
i’m usually homeboys with the same n-ggas i’m rhymin’ with
but this is hip-hop and them n-ggas should know what time it is
and that goes for jermaine cole, big krit, wale
pusha t, meek millz, a$ap rocky, drake
big sean, jay electron’, tyler, mac miller
i got love for you all but i’m tryna murder you n-ggas
trying to make sure your core fans never heard of you n-ggas
they don’t wanna hear not one more noun or verb from you n-ggas
what is compet-tion? i’m trying to raise the bar high
who tryna jump and get it? you’re better off trying to skydive
out the exit window of 5 g5’s with 5 grand
with your granddad as the pilot he drunk as f-ck trying land
with the hand full of arthritis and popping prosthetic leg
bumpin pac in the c-ckpit so the sh-t that pops in his head
is an option of violence, someone heard the stewardess said
that your parachute is a latex condom hooked to a dread
west coast

sl!ck still got no d-ck
he’s a rotten old b-tch
a snot nosed b-tch
a b-tch-ss b-tch
im listening to yg on some n-gga sh-t
he sitting on a black dudes p–p, on some n-gga sh-t

[verse 4: sl!ckk]
uh, summa-lumma, dooma-lumma, you -ssuming i’m a human
what i gotta do to get it through to you? i’m superhuman
innovative and i’m made of rubber
so that anything you say is ricocheting off of me and it’ll glue to you
and i’m devastating, more than ever demonstrating
how to give a mothaf-ckin’ audience a feeling like it’s levitating
never fading, and i know the haters are forever waiting
for the day that they can say i fell off, they’ll be celebrating
cause i know the way to get ’em motivated
i make elevating music, you make elevator music

[hook]

[verse 5: hoop]
sl!ck think he a rap god, he got a small -ss rod
this lag aint got sh-t on me, i still spit bars
you couldn’t match my drive with 6 cars

[verse 6: sl!ckk]
this b-tch boy out of breath
caressing the chest of the best
f-cking murdered the rest
too active for rest and this stress
it compresses the vest of the vet
they call me a dog f-cked your girl
now they took me to the vet

[bridge: sl!ckk]
2 ks, no shame
big ups to xercules
my verse is done now

[hook]

[verse 7: hoop]
andre is f-cking your mom
she’s loving his dong
sl!ckk lacking a b-tch and a d-ck thats why he started talking sh-t
eating g-eazy out like danish pastry
hes shameless and pasty
so tasty!

[verse 8: sl!ckk]
hoop spits like he’s in the desert
i eat raps like his for dessert
it’s best if you desert your verse
my curse is to hurt you with verbs
and i murk like the purge
i’m a motherf-cking power surge
never running out of words
watch him how he cowers sir
lousy bars got me drowsy get off them t-rds

[hook]

[verse 9: hoop]
i dont smoke crack m-th-f-cka i sell it
i thought sl!ckk was 12 b-tch
all this lag making my wee wee hurt
time to go watch some 3d squirt
woah, jk, i got so many b-tches
they attracted to my d-ck they aint attracted to my riches
who the one who punch you and it feel like a fl!ck?
hes a b-tch named sl!ckk
-drops mic-

[verse 10: sl!ckk]
lag is more exiting than what hoop has to say
after this they will say hoop p-ssed away
cast away to the stratosphere i am here to save the day
i am the motherf-cker you can trust to never f-cking stray ok
i’m done with this rap attack cr-p
after reading hoops sh-t i need to take a nap
take his girl and c-m all on her face the next time that i fap
(i’m done not writing anymore for the sake of andre)
-looks around and when n0body is looking steals mic and runs away-

[hook]

- hoop

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