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.:At Yall's Expense:.

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ZILLA THA GOODFELLA:
U pussies, beef or not, I don't give a fuc who you are, bring it
U sold drugs when? naw homie, I don't believe it
A sack of trees don't make you no drug smuggla
I done flipped keys wit west bay gz, but im just a hustla
few bills here and there, green what im about, I do what I does
come in the way of my money route, and see nothin but blood cuzz
my aim is accurate, rhymes immaculate
throw ur hat wit da scalp up like a graduate
all u do is exagerrate and you hate

bez:
You call me a pussy, but I'm not open for ya to fuck wit,
Your a BAYlien but ya online so much the streets cud swear your abducted,
I've lived through some rough shit but never claim shit without reason,
Your selling trees for big g's in the streets, now theres sumit I aint believin,
Come in here catchin feelins and explain how your so hood an shit,
It aint the early 90's nomore, nobody cares about bloods and crips,
When you roll on dubs and shit? only dubs ya hit is this webpage bitch,
An the only switch ya hit is ta disconnect from this,
Makin me disrespect your rips, ya just need to watch ya mouf,
Cos I'm quick to steal ya pistol an take ya out,
Thats what this shits all about, you gotta respect a reply,
Cos ya find me crip walkin round ya carcass laughin at tha blood comin out ya side!

ZILLA THA GOODFELLA:
never said I was a crip, never said I was a blood
but I will shit on you cuzz you're such an english stud
you just a fan in the stands pickin yur nose & clappin your hands
a million miles away talkin on my streets like you have a stand
if you ain't playin in the field, don't speak on it
this keystyle would wet yur pussy if there was a beat on it
youz a bitch....
dawg, I would stop this battle just to let you feel pretty
but I'll be damned if I show you any type of pity
so put down ya blow up girl you ugly cake
you sound almost as fake as wcc's doggy dogg jake
dawg, lemme warn you....
dont reply or ill be forced to retalliate cuzz i was born to
chop my opponents into morsels and make your family mourn you

bez:
Listen homie I didnt wanna make you mad at me,
But "cuzz" you called me a pussy as if I'm one of your family,
You ran at me, remember?, now your gunna end up in a bag,
All cos your came online after ya lost ya rag,
Body gon get dragged across the whole bay area,
Ya keys will come wit ya, cos that boards never deserting ya,
Thinking I'm fearing ya...you ain't spitting nothing new,
I can listen to peeps from the 70's wit the same persona as you,
Just a youthful lil youth, acting hard behind screens,
Swap meats never been visited, goes to ebay for his jeans,
Types what he sees in movie scenes and tries to embolish,
Ya couldnt shine against me if I gave ya a tub of white polish,
Ya need to acknowledge the fact you started this for it to finish,
Cos sayin that I'm English aint harmin my image,
Need to mind yo fucking business in future, stay the fuck out,
Cos I will kill ya off....I got a virus that I'm prepared to let the fuck out!

-Euthanasia-:
Winner : Bez

everytime

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