Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 8:03 am
oh gosh.................... 
we been invaded by reer djibouti
we been invaded by reer djibouti
kullaha reer djibouti u dumb or something Page 2 of 4
Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 8:04 am
UR MARJ!
kullaha reer djibouti u dumb or something
kullaha reer djibouti u dumb or something Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 8:09 am
veuillez partir du pays maintenant
Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 8:13 am
oui je ve partir
et tu?
et tu?
Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 8:16 am
je suis britannique ainsi je resterai. au revoir
Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 8:20 am
je suis britannique moi aussi. je ve allez a italia 
mais je passe mon french GCSE tu merdit
mais je passe mon french GCSE tu merdit
Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 8:21 am
WTF 
Just PLay da game or 
Just PLay da game or Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 8:23 am
ainsi pourquoi avez-vous un drapeau britannique ?
Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 8:26 am
parce que je habit ian france et je travie la ba
britannique ne pa bien MONEY WISE
britannique ne pa bien MONEY WISE
Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 8:28 am
le jsut vont de nouveau à somali ou partout où vous êtes venus de toi bête laide
Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 8:30 am
Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 8:30 am
de ca an anglais par ce que j ai nai pas compre
Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 8:51 am
allow it.........we fock up the guys topic
my bad..........................
my bad..........................
Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 8:54 am
U GEMME, Just Guess Da Lyrics
A yo spark up the phillies and pass the stout
Making quick money grip before your ass is out
In a street brawl I strike men quicker than lightning
You seen what happened in my last fight friend? iight then
???'s a clever threat, elerisis who never sweat,
Comparing yourself to me is like a Benz to a chevelette
And clown rappers I'm bound to slay
I'm saying hi to all the cuties from around the way
Yeah, cause I got all of them sprung Jack
My girls are like boomer-rings
No matter how far I throw them, they come back
I'm coming straight out the N.Y.C., I'm down with diggin in the crates
And I'm M.V.P. yeah!
Yo it's a must that I get papes
Peace to all the DJ's who gave me love on their mix tapes
And once again the man's back with a denged track
So here's your chance jack to get loose and let your hand clap.
I got juice like voco, mad crues I broke thru,
niggas be getting mad cause I hit more chicks than they spoke to.
And everytime I'm in a jam I always find a loophole,
I got a crime record longer than Manute Bol.
And my raps is unbelievable like aliens and flying sorcers
No more iron horses cause I'm buying porches.
I'm coming straight out the NYC peace to the Kid Carpi, I'm M.V.P.
If rap was a game i'll be M.V.P., the most valuable poet on the M.I.C.
If rap was a game i'll be M.V.P., the most valuable poet on the M.I.C.
Battles I loose none I make crues run
I get fools done, got ten fingers but only use one.
My run is like Machine Gun Kelly, with a black skully,
Put one in your belly, leave you smelly, and take your Pelle Pelle.
I'm the neighborhood lampor, punani vamper, mess around you'll find My
silk boxers in your mommy's hamper.
And nowadays girls want you for your money,
I'm like Hev, I got nothing but love for you honey.
And yes I'm living slick and my pockets are thick,
I need surgery to get chicks removed from my (chill)
I'm coming straight out the N.Y.C., raps my job, and I'm M.V.P
A yo spark up the phillies and pass the stout
Making quick money grip before your ass is out
In a street brawl I strike men quicker than lightning
You seen what happened in my last fight friend? iight then
???'s a clever threat, elerisis who never sweat,
Comparing yourself to me is like a Benz to a chevelette
And clown rappers I'm bound to slay
I'm saying hi to all the cuties from around the way
Yeah, cause I got all of them sprung Jack
My girls are like boomer-rings
No matter how far I throw them, they come back
I'm coming straight out the N.Y.C., I'm down with diggin in the crates
And I'm M.V.P. yeah!
Yo it's a must that I get papes
Peace to all the DJ's who gave me love on their mix tapes
And once again the man's back with a denged track
So here's your chance jack to get loose and let your hand clap.
I got juice like voco, mad crues I broke thru,
niggas be getting mad cause I hit more chicks than they spoke to.
And everytime I'm in a jam I always find a loophole,
I got a crime record longer than Manute Bol.
And my raps is unbelievable like aliens and flying sorcers
No more iron horses cause I'm buying porches.
I'm coming straight out the NYC peace to the Kid Carpi, I'm M.V.P.
If rap was a game i'll be M.V.P., the most valuable poet on the M.I.C.
If rap was a game i'll be M.V.P., the most valuable poet on the M.I.C.
Battles I loose none I make crues run
I get fools done, got ten fingers but only use one.
My run is like Machine Gun Kelly, with a black skully,
Put one in your belly, leave you smelly, and take your Pelle Pelle.
I'm the neighborhood lampor, punani vamper, mess around you'll find My
silk boxers in your mommy's hamper.
And nowadays girls want you for your money,
I'm like Hev, I got nothing but love for you honey.
And yes I'm living slick and my pockets are thick,
I need surgery to get chicks removed from my (chill)
I'm coming straight out the N.Y.C., raps my job, and I'm M.V.P
Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 8:55 am
its mobb deep??