Verse of the year ? (2016)

Ol’Otis

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All these jewels that I spit
Fools will get chipped
Can't change the game cause there's rules to this shyt
When you follow suit whole crew will get rich
I'm the proof check the motherfukking views in this bytch
Yeah, as I cruise in my 6
Need a 100K a show that's my muse when I spit
I'm the type to make the news when I trip
Prolly be my downfall a short fuse on a crip
And I'm working on my temper put some jewels on my wrist
Cause I'd rather be that nikka on a cruise with my bytch
Boat dock, only food is a fish
On the coast to Greece nikka where the views is the shyt
Follow me home come and view the abyss
Take a walk with me take your tool just to take a piss
It ain't safe tell a nikka get a grip
Hard headed nikkas gotta take a bag to take a shyt
Where if you let a nikka mark you out
You labeled as a bytch
Can't take a strike back so nikkas ain't taking shyt
They see you with it prolly take a nikka shyt
If you got that on your record prolly take you for your chick
Disrespect you infront of your kids
Treat you like the broad that you is
That's on God and my kid
Imma have you gone with the wind
Stop them games where they start begin
Lion heart in my brim
And nikka it get dark in the den
Question is homie with the sharks can you swim?
Smell fakes, smell p*ssy, smell fear
Killer instinct we can tell what's pretend



-Nip
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onelastdeath

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You making this shyt way more complicated than it needs to be this shyt been discussed a million times. Ima let u cook
It ain't nothing complicated about it.

I wouldn't put flo-rida or pitbull in a thread about verse of the year either.
 

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Don Q on Bando


Nights in the bando, this ice got my hands froze
Kites to the can 'til all my nikkas land home
Grind 'til I afford the drop, I'm working like I'm on the clock
Stir it when the water hot, bag it and serve it on the spot
Im just bar teasing, you could tell the squad eating
Ton of cash, hundred bags, you'd think we robbed Nieman's
Don season, get your bytch and your jewelry took
Killers in the courtroom, got the jury shook
I let this fully cook, give a fukk how a bully look
They tryna figure out how much holes the back of his hoodie took
Now that's the meaning of a death wish
Fully loaded nina leave his head split
Look how I'm dressed bytch, you expect me to stress shyt?
Ho relax, half a stack just for the left kick
A nikka living what he rhyming 'bout
Lord forgive me, I let killers in my mama's house

Drake on Big Amount

Look, I got a big amount
I think I'm the biggest out

Got hits and I ain't even put 'em out
Lit and you can't even put it out
Got the Billboard melodies
Rap is somethin' I do on the side
Crossed over to the other side
And I didn't even have to die

Got the money and I never show it
Let a nikka try to play heroic

Michael Jackson talkin' to me in my dreams
And he say, "You bad and you know it"
Better shamone with my check then

I'm a J. Prince investment
nikkas love to talk reckless
Then see me like best friends

Got the sand colored FN
And I've never seen the inside of a Marriott or a Westin
Five stars, nothin' less than

fukk nikkas on your payroll
And you let 'em know the safe code
And you knew him for a month though
But you call them nikkas big bro

You could move in the Hidden Hills
And we still don't live by the same code

I'm respected everywhere I go
nikka, long live Bankroll

Skip the rainbow, funny style shyt
And it's straight to the pot of gold

Somebody, everybody know
6 God with the god flow

Yeah

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