Defsounds

Y YALL THINK EVERY ARTIST THAT U LIKE KILL EVERYTHING HE ON
Y YALL CALL THESE RAPPERS GARBAGE BECAUSE OF THERE GEAR AND DERE CHAINS N SHIT CAUSE THEY AINT GANGSTA AND DONT TALK ABOUT SAME SHIT AS JAY-Z AND 50 CENT OR SOMETHING LETS C JAY-Z LYRICS:

We are, yeah, I said it, we are
This is Roc Nation, pledge your allegiance
Get ya’ll fatigues on, all black everything
Black cards, black cars, all black everything
And our girls are blackbirds, riding with they dillingers
I get more in-depth if you boys really real enough
This is La Familia, I’ll explain later
But for now, let me get back to this paper
I’m a couple bands down and I’m tryna get back
I gave doug a grip, I lost a flip for five stacks
Yeah, I’m talking five commas six zeroes dot zeros, here doug
Back to running circles round niggas, now we squared up
Hold up

HOW IS THAT GOOD^?

50 CENT LYRICS:
I’m not telling you to shoot somebody,
But if somebody try to shoot you,
Shoot em don’t waste time,
Lil n-gga just do it,
Any n-gga out of order must be serviced,
See how ya hesitating boy ya making me nervous,
The feds know I clap heat, felonies on my rap sheet,
Front on me, try to run from me,
Hollow seat up your back b,
Pistol pop, drop the top,
Burn baby burn,
Revolvers spin again and again
And n-ggas never learn,
Got an itchy itchy itchy itchy trigger finger n-gga,
So if you hit me then you get me, I’ll be back to get ya,
Man I might bring the homies… that’s necessary,
See you might not be worried, but I think you should worry,
The bullets come in flurries, they sting u know u buried,
Yeah, I do away with 9 n-ggas in 9 days,
My nine sprays, wish it don’t go my way,
Hold it sideways,
F-ck around cause a crime wave,

Somebody put me out I’m on fire
Please tell dem fags I’m retired
Know a lot of rappers for hire
Streets don’t fuck with you, you a liar
Plies real you preaching to the choir
Yo budds in the streets expired
Count a 100 grand I’m kinda tired
Keep your hoe from round me ‘fore I buy her
Goons love me I’m they supplier
Street cred don’t get no higher
Got the 40 homie cause I’m lired
Sincerely yours Mr. Pliers

My diamonds are casted,
Rims wrapped in plastic,
I’m in outerspace,
Chillin with the Jetsons,
My flow is perfected,
My goons over-protective,
Smoking presidential,
My weed is elected,
I am well-respected,
I am well-connected,
I am in the hood,
In the hood nigga section,
You girl is my food,
I had her for breakfast,
And after we sexed man,
I left that bitch breathless,
This is not school,
So please do not test this,
My flow is illegal,
My vocals arrested,
You don’t want beef,
You must know the police,
Your girl sucked on my dick,
And it felt like she had no teeth,
Soulja Boy Tell Em’,
Yeah I am a beast man,
In hip-hop I go ham,
Now let’s have a feast man,
You are a dog,
A dog off the leash man,
If you feel like a frog,
Than go ahead and leap man,
I’m on my green shit,
My football field team shit,
You’re on your wack shit,
That you have no swag shit,
I might fuck your girl,
Or I might just fuck that bitch,
Or that bitch, or that bitch, or that bitch, or that bitch,
After I fuck make her make me a sandwich,
I am so random,
Girls think that’s handsome,
Haters hate mad throwimg temperature tantrums,
Soulja Boy killed them,
Fucked them,
Downed them,

I got juice like bishop, paint pretty like richard
I’m a shhhh (sound effect) like emit game I’m antoine fisher
And I am legend jus like fresh prince, but dis no will smith I’m braveheart mel gibson
I’m samuel jackson cause I think it’s time to kill em, the right wrist diddy but my left wrist fifty
I’m livin like pac but I’m spittin like biggie, a shoutout to aaliyah cause her voice was so pretty (R.I.P.)
I say what I feel like pimp c did it (R.I.P.), Gucci tarentino or jus call me young quentin
Or Gucci nicholas cage I take ya girl in sixty seconds
Or Gucci Mane travolta davin’s doin’ the slow dancin
Call me so icey ventura got ya laughing, keep dough like homer she suck it like maggie
I got donk beat in my trunk so the police start trippin
Sir I’m not drag racin I jus have a large engine (vrrrrrmmmm)

FUCK DEFSOUNDS FUCK THE HATERS ALL YALL DO ITS HATE 99 PERCENT ON GUCCI MANE SONG WORST ENEMY WAS HATE JAY-Z SONGS GET PUT ON THE FRONT PAGE Y Y IS JAY-Z SO SPECIAL DOGG ARROGNT MUTHAFUCKER

FUCK DOMO202
FUCK SECOND SON
FUCK everybody

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DEFSOUNDS TRASH NOW AND NEW YORK RAPPERS
08’DEFSOUNDS WHERE YALL AT?
C’MON SON