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Pass me the rock nikka
The verse is hot don't derail the threaddrake not an mc and isn't eligible for this conversation
Also, HOV ON DDA IS THE ANSWER
The verse is hot don't derail the threaddrake not an mc and isn't eligible for this conversation
Also, HOV ON DDA IS THE ANSWER
Nah if you don't write you can't be an mc. He can be an artist tho but doesn't belong in mc talksThe verse is hot don't derail the thread
You making this shyt way more complicated than it needs to be this shyt been discussed a million times. Ima let u cookNah if you don't write you can't be an mc. He can be an artist tho but doesn't belong in mc talks
It ain't nothing complicated about it.You making this shyt way more complicated than it needs to be this shyt been discussed a million times. Ima let u cook
Cliche ass flabby Coli going with Nas and Hov![]()
they both had better verses than fukking don q thoughOkIt ain't nothing complicated about it.
I wouldn't put flo-rida or pitbull in a thread about verse of the year either.
If Jay spit any Don verse with his delivery on some other track y'all would bethey both had better verses than fukking don q though

If Jay spit any Don verse with his delivery on some other track y'all would be![]()
nah
maybe though since jay has a better delivery and can flow better than himDon 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
Cliche ass flabby Coli going with Nas and Hov![]()
