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Finally R-Cee and M Dogg - together

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rushmobb:
yo u tha type of ho that cant flow, m dogg, tryin 2 copy of of nate dogg/ lay low snoop dogg gonna come blow, m doggs fuckin legs off,/ narrator can diss u later,/ he won anyway but im'a come in his way/, fuck u up like sway and im not gay,/ go eat some hay, and i f u wanna battle me come and find me rushmobb that be tha name, IM or mail them. so FUCK OF M DOGG

theres one gay idiot

M Dogg™:
Talk about stumbling rhymes. Yo Rushmob, stay off my nuttz, this don't involve you. Go to music classes and get some rhythm. Shit man, anyways, back on track.

Muthaphukkaz dissing
Thinking they going to clown
But when the responds comes
It makes my shit look like the Lyrist Lounge...
So Much Style thinks is great
But kid feel my rage
Now I Know's a genius
Little kid, get put in my purple haze

(talking)
I tired of play this stupid games, I played fair
I gave you weak rhymes to respond
So you can  take my dare
Don't you remember what made me...
Metaphors and rhymes
And you think I'm weak
Well now Tyree hit the beat

Little kids, get sounded in my mist
Like smog, you'll choke on this
Gangsta shit is dead
Look what have you did
Style, you can't take me if you want
You couldn‘t beat Rhyme Droppa, you forgot
A.B.Cya to death, that's all I needed to do
Maybe if you get rhythm, you can drop jewels
Like Cypress Hill, I got shit you can't understand
But it's "if anyone can it's a Mexican"
A line I'll beat to death
And say it with my dying breath
But remember, I can use big words too
Hey, Style, did that bitch gave you a mouth yeast infection
Stop eat that pie and learn a lesson...
In the book of lyrical creativity
You gotta be smooth like Bruce Lee
And dunk like Kobe on them NBA pussies
And cause damage like a Pit named Ruffy
You see me, I got a style and I use it
But don't get the gangsta confused
Cause I got lyrics too...
I'll have everyone going like Nature Boy "Wheeeeeww"
And chop you up to my level
And your older sister, I'll make her clit tremble
Remember, if your ever by the I-10, go San Bernardino bound
To the I.E. were the gangsta realm
‘Cause from Beaumont to Pomona
Perris Lake to Rancho Cucamonga
I'm from the I.E. and I'm gonna
Hit you with that shit you can't touch
I ain't no ghost, but I drip of I.E little cunt
M Dogg muthaphukka, you heard of me
‘Cause I be the type that runs industries
And terrorizes just for hobby
And my alas is Scrappy
So sit down kids, and listen
I'll admit, you've had shit, well I was wishing
But skillz, shit, that's my thing
And what do you have on the table to bring
Now I Know, you got chocked slammed
And Narrator, your as wack as Shaq in Kazaam
I really don't care who you are
Muthaphukkaz so stupid, remember rap like Bizarre
Stupid is what stupid does
I guess that's why you get no love
Peace, and one love.

TheSheriff:
I'm feelin M Dogg's more, though I couldn't say if that was cause it's better or what.

And Rushmobb...LoL...Just cause M wouldn't let you be homo with him.

R-CEE:
GANGSTA SHIT
DOPE SELLING
PUSS BITCH
ARMED FELON
okay
ONE WORD
TRUTH

I WAS THE FIRST TO BUST ON
I DROP RHYMES / SO COLD YALL BITCHES SCARED TO REPLY
R-CEE A MOTHER FUCKER
KNOWN TO CAUSE FRIGHT
TALES FROM
A WHAT!
GOIN BUMP IN THA NIGHT
IM OUT OF SIGHT
STEPPIN TO ME IS LIKE
STEPPIN TO MIKE
TYSON / THINK IM LYEIN
THEN KEEP TRYIN
I HAVE THE BOARD
LAUGHIN
AN YO ASS
CRYIN
BECAUSE U SO FAKE AN FEMININE
ILL CALL U AN ACTRESS
JUSS ANOTHER BITCH
ON A BLOODY MATRESS
AN ILL ADD / IN
ANOTHA /  FACTA
ILL JACK YA
WILL MY SKI MASKA
AN CHOP YO ASS UP
AS IF MY NAME WAS
BA RACK A

it all rhymes,,,,but its in a form hard to type,,cant explain,,there is a flow to all my rhymes,,,,i can write it straigt out into sentences too,,,,,,,,,r u jealous of my content? well you shouldnt be,,,count your blessing and listen to your mom,,,or ill come spank your ass,,stay in school ,dont use drugs ,and all that other stuff

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