Best diss of 2006?

[Episcop Cruel Cvrle]

Ras Kass dropped some bombs on Game past year cause dude hit him in that club, Game was dissin G unit and Bishop...tho i think LA CITY is best diss of 2006..one of the best songs in 2006 also  classic


heres the cut:


http://rapidshare.com/files/13925427/18._L.A_City_Style.mp3.html


Lyrics:

Westcoast, Hiphopgame, Crooked I, Worldwide C.O.B., Circle of Bosses is in the building!
Yeah, Where we at? (L.A!) We in L.A. man
I got Kompo in the house, Mickey and One-2 in the building, Dynasty C.O.B.
Treacherous is on the premises (L.A.)
This is how we do it in L.A.!
Don't let 'em get you fooled
I run this Westcoast underground shit, don't get it twisted.

I ain't the second coming of no rapper
I'm the first coming,
First like Adam when he birth woman
So hit the dirt when this bizzerk disturbed Gunman
Is coming to merk something, nigga you ain't heard nothin'
I catch you snitches while you cruisin' in your car
Give you the buisness just like a music seminar
Shots travel the distance between Houston and Mars
Pop famous niggas, that's how my Ruger shoot for the stars
Sick of you talkin' bout, what you did in the 80's
It's '06, I run up on you and spin ya Mercedes
No gender discrimination Ladies and Gentleman
I send you to Hades, crazy nigga I'm shady
Million Dollar deals got niggas livin' in park place
No matter the money they still shit on the dark race
Cut under my eye, yeah nigga I'm Scarface
Miniature Bazooka hidden in the fender guitar case
A Boss payin' police with the paper uhh?
I hold heat in the caper
Clap ya dome piece in ya home, nigga go see ya maker
Then I cruise Long Beach in my skraper, Gangsta, Gangsta
Take a photo, picture a nigga saggin'
Animal activists mad when the Chinchilla's dragin'
22 inch rims on the Magnum
I'm baggin' the badest bitch on the Ave., then I'm stabbin'

Dear enemies, your feudal attempts to get rid of me
All miserably failed considerably, Crooked's the epidemy
Every bit of me's MC, To the very pit of me
Pimp slap you literally, usin' Don Juan's palm
And my lil niggas is killas, I raise Bad Boys better than Sean John's Mom
You a Tom, tap dancin' like a goon to the upper assailant I'm a Westcoast Don
Watch how I clap the target
I aint tryin to jack your little chain mayne
I'ma snatch your market
After that, I'ma see if your wife's curtains match your carpet
Even she know your raps is garbage
Adolescent flow over juvenile production
If I kidnap your rap that's child abduction
I slap you into a mild concussion
If you the talk of the city
I'm bout to shut down town discussion
Yes nigga, the best nigga, the fresh nigga, the B-O-S-S nigga
No disrespect but I'm not the next Pac, next Biggie or next Jigga
I'm the New West nigga, yeah, yeah


Know what I'm talkin' bout?
Let me holla at you niggas a little bit in this Hip Hop world man
It's a lotta mothafuckin' shit goin' on in L.A., hahaha
Yeah, lotta beefs goin' on and shit
We got the mothafuckin' O.G. Westcoast rappers beefin' with the New West rappers
We got some of these Blood rappers beefin' with some of these Crip rappers
We got some of these Gangsta rappers beefin' with these backpackers
But that's L.A. you know I'm talkin' bout? Home sweet home
The King of the West said let's all get along
Rodney King of the West that is
Bit of advice for some of you niggas gettin' the short end of the stick of these beefs
I'm sittin' back watchin' this shit and it's comical
You niggas need to get a little more Art of War in your swagger
And you won't be comin' of short in the end of that beef, yaknowImean?
Ey, I was always taught when you engage in battles, strike from high ground
So you can view all your enemies below
You niggas is strikin' from the valley, gettin' picked off from the peak
In the lamest terms, get your fuckin' weight up before you try to make a impact nigga
And you might survive, L.A., haha
Yeah, wear the right colors in the hood and you might survive L.A.
Don't say shit about Young Boss or the C.O.B. and you might survive (L.A.)
You know I'm talkin' bout, Hip Hop Game
And that's some real Hip Hop game for everybody out there, cheah
Don't let Robert Green make you think there's only 48 laws of power
As for me, The rise and fall of a Westcoast legend
I'm endin' his chapter in '07, stay tuned (L.A.)
W's up, C.O.B.

[Digital Pimpin']

Game's 240 bars (Spider Joke) was the best diss I've heard in a looooong time.

That takes the 2006 crown for me.

[Episcop Cruel Cvrle]

Game's 240 bars (Spider Joke) was the best diss I've heard in a looooong time.

That takes the 2006 crown for me.

That one was a long one yea.

[Raphael]

240 Bars

[crip-hop]

its not from 2k6 but itz sick diss

Kurupt - Ride On (Cremation)
Kurupt - Drop It Like Its Hot Freestyle

penagon ride on

[late night]

tho i think LA CITY is best diss of 2006..one of the best songs in 2006 also  classic


heres the cut:


http://rapidshare.com/files/13925427/18._L.A_City_Style.mp3.html


Lyrics:

Westcoast, Hiphopgame, Crooked I, Worldwide C.O.B., Circle of Bosses is in the building!
Yeah, Where we at? (L.A!) We in L.A. man
I got Kompo in the house, Mickey and One-2 in the building, Dynasty C.O.B.
Treacherous is on the premises (L.A.)
This is how we do it in L.A.!
Don't let 'em get you fooled
I run this Westcoast underground shit, don't get it twisted.

I ain't the second coming of no rapper
I'm the first coming,
First like Adam when he birth woman
So hit the dirt when this bizzerk disturbed Gunman
Is coming to merk something, nigga you ain't heard nothin'
I catch you snitches while you cruisin' in your car
Give you the buisness just like a music seminar
Shots travel the distance between Houston and Mars
Pop famous niggas, that's how my Ruger shoot for the stars
Sick of you talkin' bout, what you did in the 80's
It's '06, I run up on you and spin ya Mercedes
No gender discrimination Ladies and Gentleman
I send you to Hades, crazy nigga I'm shady
Million Dollar deals got niggas livin' in park place
No matter the money they still shit on the dark race
Cut under my eye, yeah nigga I'm Scarface
Miniature Bazooka hidden in the fender guitar case
A Boss payin' police with the paper uhh?
I hold heat in the caper
Clap ya dome piece in ya home, nigga go see ya maker
Then I cruise Long Beach in my skraper, Gangsta, Gangsta
Take a photo, picture a nigga saggin'
Animal activists mad when the Chinchilla's dragin'
22 inch rims on the Magnum
I'm baggin' the badest bitch on the Ave., then I'm stabbin'

Dear enemies, your feudal attempts to get rid of me
All miserably failed considerably, Crooked's the epidemy
Every bit of me's MC, To the very pit of me
Pimp slap you literally, usin' Don Juan's palm
And my lil niggas is killas, I raise Bad Boys better than Sean John's Mom
You a Tom, tap dancin' like a goon to the upper assailant I'm a Westcoast Don
Watch how I clap the target
I aint tryin to jack your little chain mayne
I'ma snatch your market
After that, I'ma see if your wife's curtains match your carpet
Even she know your raps is garbage
Adolescent flow over juvenile production
If I kidnap your rap that's child abduction
I slap you into a mild concussion
If you the talk of the city
I'm bout to shut down town discussion
Yes nigga, the best nigga, the fresh nigga, the B-O-S-S nigga
No disrespect but I'm not the next Pac, next Biggie or next Jigga
I'm the New West nigga, yeah, yeah


Know what I'm talkin' bout?
Let me holla at you niggas a little bit in this Hip Hop world man
It's a lotta mothafuckin' shit goin' on in L.A., hahaha
Yeah, lotta beefs goin' on and shit
We got the mothafuckin' O.G. Westcoast rappers beefin' with the New West rappers
We got some of these Blood rappers beefin' with some of these Crip rappers
We got some of these Gangsta rappers beefin' with these backpackers
But that's L.A. you know I'm talkin' bout? Home sweet home
The King of the West said let's all get along
Rodney King of the West that is
Bit of advice for some of you niggas gettin' the short end of the stick of these beefs
I'm sittin' back watchin' this shit and it's comical
You niggas need to get a little more Art of War in your swagger
And you won't be comin' of short in the end of that beef, yaknowImean?
Ey, I was always taught when you engage in battles, strike from high ground
So you can view all your enemies below
You niggas is strikin' from the valley, gettin' picked off from the peak
In the lamest terms, get your fuckin' weight up before you try to make a impact nigga
And you might survive, L.A., haha
Yeah, wear the right colors in the hood and you might survive L.A.
Don't say shit about Young Boss or the C.O.B. and you might survive (L.A.)
You know I'm talkin' bout, Hip Hop Game
And that's some real Hip Hop game for everybody out there, cheah
Don't let Robert Green make you think there's only 48 laws of power
As for me, The rise and fall of a Westcoast legend
I'm endin' his chapter in '07, stay tuned (L.A.)
W's up, C.O.B.

who was getting dissed?

[Sanford - V. President of the Dangerous Crew Movement]

Game's 240 bars (Spider Joke) was the best diss I've heard in a looooong time.

That takes the 2006 crown for me.

[westkoastanostra]

yeup! definetly 240 bars...

[drakeshakenbake]

hard to say, but 2006 was definately the year of game. who DIDNT he diss? a new diss everyday, then he would be like " naah im done with beef ", very next day, he would be dissing them again. I understand he supposed to be a gangsta rapper and all, but man, he lost some credibility with me.

But yeah, who is crooked dissing on that L.A. track? I thought he was talking about snoop, but at the same time i think he`s talking about all rappers in general. Like, compared to him, they aint shit.

[The Great Elephant]

la city style was a diss to snoop

the funeral was probably my favorite