BUST SOMETHIN >>>

[Florez]

Look boyz I'm tired of all yall yappin
niggaz you aint beefin I aint hearin gunz clappin.
Battlin me is like 50 to 1 it's like you showin up with a
knife while I'm showing up with a gun. It's useless so don't even try.
When I beat you I don't want to see a grown man cry. I'm loco your normal that's a fact,
when I'm riding through your hood 9/10 of my people is packed.
All yall fagots are afraid of being exposed, so learn from my style and take notes.

 

[ZILLA THA GOODFELLA]

U don't hear guns clappin cuzz I neva aim my shit at a female
but bitches like u get pimp slapped down n neva prevail
stop side bustin cuzzin, wats sad is ure even weaker
u 2 flamin faggots wouldnt have 'clear flows' if yall was 'pool keepers'
demolish ya'll, fully loaded attack wit scriptures
could be Vincent Van Gogh and still wouldnt get tha 'picture'
lyrically grab necks, slice u apart, stab text
who want it wit daddy zilla muthafuca... cmon down ure next
break ya ribs n get in ya scrawny ass chest
fuc a st. lunatic... this is the west
we on some real shit, want a taste? be my guest (no homo)

 

[skeetabugg314]

well flores I took notes and came up with the conclusion you suck
9/10ths of ya crew is packed because you fuck up the but
you fudge packer
Thanks fa droppin I needed some good laughter
but dont get it twisted cause I'm playful wit flos I will blast ya
and rodzilla, you actor
 quit dissin the lou
like that bitch on r. kellys video,
lyrically Im pissn on you
Im dissin you two
dissmissin all them writtins you spew
yall bitchin and hissin, just some kittens
think your dogs in your brain
Im like a pitbull loose in the street cause yo my flos off the chain
so both of ya'll keep talkin shit to me boi
and you gone end up wit a beast up on your back..
just like sigfreid and roy

[ZILLA THA GOODFELLA]

u lost dawg, it's over, you're over
u was never a somebody anyway
juss dust on my shoulder
it's off now, goodbye now
i'd ask u to hop off my nuts, but you'd ask how
u gay pal, my dick dwellin wit yur tongue some-how
but it didn't even enter the mouth, now dats foul
u say wow, ure ass ripped, u heated
insanity defeated but u cryin like a bitch was not needed
so read it, believe it, u lost homie, don't make me repeat it
i spit this wit gifts bitch, typing heavily weeded
u stood when i told u, but i ripped ya ass seated
take some vaseline ya bitch, cuzz u sure as hell need it