Raid-R and the Gang Dissing Ghetto Fab, Productz, and Street play
Dissing GHETTO FABULOUS, PRODUCTZ, AND STREET PLAY
Blockade:
Ok bitch im drunk with revenge
im a tear u asses up
Caz I need no more friends
i want a point to be shot at all 4 cats
Even if it mean me loading clips in my gats
Dont talk back, if u wanna see ur mommy again
Oh sorry Street Play I didnt mean to affend
Ur punk bitch ass and ur mommy whos a commy
hit her in the face with my fresh grown salami
This bitch is Tommy from the Rug rats
Getting his dick sucked by transvestite
he got no stats, this fag
the heart of a man and the pressure is on u
hes in the sand, dont worry me and R will find u
We bind two of our assest together and shoot
And give u the old fashion boot, u get the scoop
R:
Ghetto aint half as fabulous as his name
dislocate his mouth, take him out of the game
put his best rymes in the hall of shame
fuck u bitch, i'll choke slam ya ass like kane
Ops this bitch done did it again
found out the transexual he slept with was his best friend
Sucks to sleep with two guys in the same night
Looks like u and ur wife product had a fight
Dam and ur right eye is crooked on its side
When i make the rules u will have to abide
and no funny business or fucking shemales in private
Caz next time u pull it, ur ass wont survive it
Raid-R:
Now people these day think they can beat me
Especially fakers who go behind close doors doin she he's
product is the beef on the bread
Put a few shits on ur forehead and tell u to spread
the chemicals in it will have ur ass clueless
Come at ya with my new ness
that i pick up from Dre and M, now lets do this
Raid is being made a house hold name
i sell another 2 billion while u in the house of pain
getting ur ass lubed for Street
And fill ur little taco with a small wad off meat
look at these 2 jackasses going for it
Shit I dont think any man can floor bits
better than the M&M's
put ur dead ass in my trunk like misses kim
J.A.R.
Im a mother fucking sniper with a scope
I shoot at ya all like i aint got no hope
I go to the pope and repent for selling dope
No repentin for this, I washed with soap
i dont need any more niggas to cope
i can do this shit solo if I please
I kill product with a herd of trained beez
Thats about the worse way u can die
Fly u high in the sky, and drop u out like fungi
caz u a bacteria that comes back for more
Dude we all know all ready, just open ur closet door
BIGGie Dee's
im a rap a few line at these fags
turn ur old shitty raps into rags
I pitty this ho bags with a good heart
making a battle with me aint so smart
THese people are sweet tarts that never been eaten
but this 3 bitches are about to be beatin
knocked senseless to there dumb as our leader
Look at product, the twin to cousin Skeeter
u got a mom, i know, I already met her
When i said my names Big, her pussy got wetter
She a go getter with a cap letter
She went down on me at first sight, Fuck it I let her
Now these 3 stooges try and steal my beef
Man go back to ur trailer bitches and brush ur teeth
These guys say they go skills
While Street is going out with men in high heels
his house on wheels and he make fun of Raid
Go get in umbrella Michael or go hide in the shade
