my verse on a song a recorded a bit ago for the "Mixed Blessings" mixtape....although might be renaming the project to "Low Budget"
Crack open the Beck's bottles
Rep yo set
we got herb on deck
Jeah, you know I spit hollows
That penetrate chests
Right through your vest
I'm posted up, red to flex
so come follow
Me, D-A-N to the N-Y-D
I flow sadistically
but realistically
just like Pimp C
Got a pocket full of stones
Blunts and Negra Modelos
it's on in the zone
Wit mamis dancin to the rhythm
Now you cathin' feelings
I'm known to steal chicks
'cause my flow is so appealing
Let's twist 'em up
and get ripped up
I started flippin dubs
now it's Half P's and up
I'm from HP mang
and that's what's up
I'ma stay on my grind
like Tony Hawk's trucks
On the concrete duck,
'cause we blast that heat
And got sweeties peepin' these g's
we sweep 'em off they feet
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just like Pimp C
Got a pocket full of stones <---- c'mon son..... You got no crack
other then that this shit is goin' hard \/
haha fo sho, I had just been bumping that song and wanted to do a lil' tribute to my dude, and I usually do have a pocket full of shit that'll get you stoned...haha thanks for the feed though, how's things in Georgia? you holding it down or what?
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