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[Military_Minded]

Dat je wakker wordt met zo'n gevoel: Woke up this morning with the thought of robbin' a bank to get rich. Ain't ate in days so it ain't no thang to click click, biatch, gimme your shiet. Fresh out the pen, and I'm low on ends, f*ck calm, I tried to stay thug. Got flowin' skills, but nigga, the biatches, now just can't buy my bud. With my steel, grabbed the forty-four mag, plus a sack, and I snagged my leather rag, can't reveal when I glide with the moneybag, ride to the hide, count my flags. I be livin' on the darkside, and I can't escape, some say it's a phase. If it is, only way I'm gon’ survive is if I play with my gauge. It's a raid. Put your face to pave. If you try to play brave, you get slayed. Pull down them shades, empty your pockets, watches, jewels, and you'll be safe. I snatched the clerk up by her neck, put the gun in her mouth and said, "Biatch, ya better move quick back to the safe, if you wanna be killed try some stupid shit. And pushin' that panic switch’ll get ya nowhere but hell." Trail to the back, put the money in the sack. Locked 'em all in the vault, time to bail. Well, tickets, I'm out the door, hopped in the smug, and I break fast. Get to my pad, sit back and laugh, loc'd out as I flip through my cash. At last, I made good, and I got away smooth. Now, I'm straight. Covered my tracks, only description is that man with that leather face, fool. I gotta get mine, and if you stall, then I'm gun up. Just work your job, get paid. I'll rob ya. See, a man creep on a come up. -P-

[nour_el_3oejoen]

JA MAN ELKE DAG..........:confused:...............:D

[Military_Minded]

shiettttttttt Kadir

[Laetitia]

shiettttttttt kadir

[saidaaatje]

kadir:confused: tiss raarr maarr toeval heb die cd van tupc opstaan:D

[Military_Minded]

Origineel gepost door saidaaatje kadir:confused: tiss raarr maarr toeval heb die cd van tupc opstaan:D ga je nou Laetitia's stijl kopieren zij is het enige meisje dat naar 2Pac luisterd

[saidaaatje]

zehma me zusje is gewoon tupc gek dus ik luister wel degelijk naar zijn muziek:(

[saidaaatje]

ik *****:ego::D

[Military_Minded]

Think I'm a murder, light up a spliff, better think of a sophisticated way to learn imitators. Makin’ me study the niggas, try to be like us but can't get the hang. We done pint the bustas, sent my dogs to go pin down the suckas, keep watchin'. You better switch and get humble, keep our shit original, end up like a lot of niggas that droppin'. Glock-glock, double nina, infrared beam, now die in an instant flash. Get rid of 'em, mister, and if ‘em, yeah, try to flee, you'll meet your doom, killin' soon. Have you roasted, tossed to my Great Dane, they havin’ straight Henny for supper. What' s worser, don't even want a nigga like me to go think, what the hell, if you really wanna suffer, start pressin' your luck, what's the problem? Niggas start the static. Always with the silver revolver, bet I solve it, hollow point mass of automatics. Cash atlast, get it told, didn't feel a little pity with your soul. While mother and father both told you, should've slowed your roll for Mo, and so, here I go, here I go, proceedin' to murder, scribblin' hellified bloody scriptures. When I sneaks the green, I come to the nigga, hear the fat lady sing. It's your funeral, mister. How would you picture the story and them haters endin', I'm forcin' the pain, bringin' the game to the table, and we able to bump off your label. Mo props to jack __, Mo Thug brang, we brang, Mo Thug brang, we brang, Mo Thug brang. I'm feelin' that lynchin' comin' to get you. I'm feelin' that lynchin' comin' to get you. Get out of line, niggas, we come to drop dimes. Get out of line, niggas, we come to drop dimes. Whoever didn't mention becomes wig split, fool, wig split fool. I'll pop and hit you with a millimeter glock, non-stop, with my favorite ****in' tool, tool. Kingpin and all of you sucka bustas prepare to lose, prepare to lose. 'Bout time for you ready to die, pow, pow, what am I? Guess who. So patiently waitin', anticipates, and must he go prepare for caution? So, y’all don’t really don't wanna **** the Cleveland bosses, Cleveland bosses. We done way past gold, even past platinum, done triple-doubled it. Go look at the stats, can't stand a nigga sellin' hits quick. Don't go lookin' for trouble. If you dare you gonna stare down the barrel of a Mossy shotty. Can't help ya. Never could drop me, but I'm untouchable. Look behind me, find Mo Thug, the posse.

[Laetitia]

ewa turk,je praat te veel. alatief die tong blijft maar tollen... make urself usefull,ga je moeder ****** vieze turk.. laat haar chi 4 x komen en dan kemel hliha... want zo doen turken het... ik?geen respect voor turken... gisteren was nog gozer zei tegen een G van me :mag ik je ******" hehehe die gozer hebben we genaait,dik genaait.heel utrecht plat mensen...don't **** with me or my G's...niks geen stoere praatjes...dit zijn feitelijke stoere praatjes...

[saidaaatje]

:rolleyes:.......

[Laetitia]

saidaaatje een g girl? B*tch ass toerk die je bent,zehma ze luistert naar 2 pac duss??? Die gozer probeert boodschap over te brengen,is niet bedoeling dat je luistert,is bedoeling dat je zijn boodschappen toepast. tazz zehma ooit een boer gezien die naar pac luistert? "Yo PAC i feel ya..." daar gaat t om mensen... ewa saidaaatje ,doe maar niet big cause u aint bigga, u iz just some b*tch ass nigga... geen grote bek als ik met mijn 9 mm trek.. ewa ewa mm let's trade some war stories... guess what 2 pac zegt voordat ie begint met "Tradin War Stories"?? "A Military Minded Nigga ,A mILITARY mINDED.." jIJ HEBT JUISTE NAAM Mm,taz komt hij aan met ze kadir i am down stomme turk,ik heb nooit my thug his name verraden als ik opgepakt werd...that's true luv...

[saidaaatje]

hnmmmmm zei je wat meid:D.........

[Military_Minded]

Origineel gepost door saidaaatje hnmmmmm zei je wat meid:D......... Laetitia heeft gewonnen Saidaatje ga maar naar huis

[Laetitia]

Origineel gepost door Kadir zal wel ah slett, jij gaat nu op negeer bij mij jij hebt niet eens een greintje trots, anders zou je al niet zo over me moeder zegge, zielig wijf, en jij Tupac begrijpen??? pls, maar ej, je hoeft al niks meer met je grote bek te zeggen, want je gaat nu op negeer, laterssssssss! het voelt heerlijk om te winnen...2 x zelfs mensen zeggen :zei je wat mensen zeggen :ik zet je op negeer met andere woorden,they lost the game,nothin to say u know what my thug says? wie zwijgt stemt verdoemde toe... verdoemme je hebt gelijk e hyena, ik zie je volgende week zaterdag,then we gonna trade some war stories and run the streetzz,I'm behind you baby boy... walah we hadden die bmw moeten nemen...damn... "If B*tches say they behind you,it doesent mean they got yo back..." Xzibbit