Drop the hardest rap line you know
Symin
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For me its deffinetly
Big L:
graemlin or the shit aint hard!
Big L:
make sure to add"Im quick to bust a mean nut in a teen slut. Big L is clean cut with more juice than King Tut"
graemlin or the shit aint hard!
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I hit your moms in the head with a metal pipe
The black Frank White
Is here to excite
And throw dick to dykes
Bitches I like 'em brainless
Guns I like 'em Stainless...Steal
A Motherfuckin' Fortune Like the Wheel
I squeeze gats till my clips is empty,
Don't tempt me.
-biggie
The What
I got girls that make that chick Tony Braxton look like Whoopie
Yeah. motherfuckers better know... huh, huh. lock your windows,
Close your doors. biggie smalls, huh...yeah.
Verse one:
My man inf left a tec and a nine at my crib
Turned himself in, he had to do a bid
A one-to-three, he be home the end of 93
Im ready to get this paper, g, you with me?
Motherfucking right, my pockets looking kind of tight
And Im stressed, yo biggie let me get the vest
No need for that, just grab the fucking gat
The first pocket thats fat the tec is to his back
Word is bond, Im a smoke him yo dont fake no moves (what? )
Treat it like boxing: stick and move, stick and move
Nigga, you aint got to explain shit
Ive been robbin motherfuckers since the slave ships
With the same clip and the same four-five
Two point-blank, a motherfuckers sure to die
Thats my word, nigga even try to bogart
Have his mother singing its so hard...
Yes, love love youre fucking attitude
Because the nigga play pussy thats the nigga thats getting screwed
And bruised up from the pistol whipping
Webs on the neck from the necklace stripping
Then Im dipping up the block and Im robbing bitches too
Up the herring bones and bamboos
I wouldnt give fuck if youre pregnant
Give me the baby rings and a #1 mom pendant
Im slamming niggaz like shaquille, shit is real
When its time to eat a meal I rob and steal
cos mom duke aint giving me shit
So for the bread and butter I leave niggaz in the gutter
Huh, word to mother, Im dangerous
Crazier than a bag of fucking angel dust
When I bust my gat motherfuckers take dirt naps
Im all that and a dime sack, where the paper at?
Verse two:
Big up, big up, its a stick up, stick up
And Im shooting niggaz quick if you hiccup
Dont let me fill my clip up in your back and head piece
The opposite of peace sending mom duke a wreath
Youre talking to the robbery expert
Stepping to your wake with your blood on my shirt
Dont be a jerk and get smoked over being resistant
cos when I lick shots the shits is persistent
Huh, goodness gracious the papers
Where the cash at? where the stash at?
Nigga, pass that before you get your grave dug
From the main thug, .357 slug
And my nigga biggie got an itchy one grip
One in the chamber, 32 in the clip
Motherfuckers better strip, yeah nigga peel
Before you find out how blue steel feel
From the beretta, putting all the holes in your sweater
The money getter motherfuckers dont have better
Rolex watches and colourful swatches
Im digging in pockets, motherfuckers cant stop it
Man, niggaz come through Im taking high school rings too
Bitches get stripped down for they earrings and bangles
And when I rock her and drop her Im taking her door knockers
And if shes resistant baka! baka! baka!
So go get your man bitch he can get robbed too
Tell him biggie took it, what the fuck he gonna do?
I hope apologetic or Im a have to set it
And if I set it the cocksucker wont forget it
Verse three:
Man, listen all this walking is hurting my feet
But money looks sweet (where at? ) in the isuzu jeep
Man, I throw him in the beem, you grab the fucking c.r.e.a.m
And if he start to scream bam! bam!, have a nice dream
Hold up, he got a fucking bitch in the car
Fur coats and diamonds, she thinks she a superstar
Ooh biggie, let me jack her, I kick her in the back
Hit her with the gat...
Yo chill, shorty, let me do that...
Just get the fucking car keys and cruise up the block
The bitch act shocked, gettin shot on the spot
(oh shit! the cops!) be cool, fool
They aint gonna roll up, all they want is fucking doughnuts
(so why the fuck he keep lookin? ) I guess to get his life tooken
I just came home, aint trying to see central booking
Oh shit, now he lookin in my face
You better haul ass cos I aint with no fucking chase
So lace up your boots, cos Im about to shoot
A true motherfucker going out for the loot
Went in the salvation army for some used glasses cases
Next to the doooorway
The cashier catch me, held up an old map of Norway
She flipped it over, and the message read 'You're gay'
I looked at her anxiously
Two lip rings looked like fangs to me
I said, "Hope my sperm will get under your thermal
Underwear, because you're cuter than Nermal"
She said, "Go get a haircut"
So I showed her my bare butt
Pulled down my carharts put my moon in her star-charts
And to make stupid stupider, I stuffed the ring up my ass
Said, "Now my moon's Jupiter"
FUCKIN ASSHOLE
"I'm wavin automatic guns at nuns"
"When I was twelve I went to hell for snuffin Jesus"
Was I to rap, as France was to Morroco?
Was I colon rap colon colon France colon Morroco?
tryin to battle is like tryin to light a candle with a rain drop
I like em cute, round tits and fat asses
Educated, so I can bust off on they glasses
" don't let your mouth write a check that your ass can't cash "
Used by many, possibly a contender for most over used hard line instead.
thats what its all about
(chorus)
ima put it on in
ima pull it on out
ima put it back in
can i put it in yo mouth
lets do da hokey pokey baby
turn dat ass around
thats what its all about(uh huh)
"I gave birth to your whole style and feel
How do it feel, to hold my dick in public?"
Of course Im fresh
Oh you thought that I was rotten?
Huh, I beg your pardon
To me getting paid and getting busy fall together
So a man of my ambiance...never!
Could I be weak, why Im rather unique
I got style, flavor, grace, and plus a different technique
That I be using and not many can manage
So a brother like me, I do damage
Just by picking up the mic to go solo
I cold turn a party on out, and oh yo
I get physical, mystical, very artistical
Giving party people something funky to listen to
Thats why the other mcs cant swing long
I stomp them out just like I was king kong
Stepping on roaches, I get ferocious
Supercalifragalisticexpealidocious
I go on and on and on and
Until the bright shirley murdock morning
Cause imma pimp, hear the primp, yes the emp-
Eror, bringing much terror in your era
I ready, willing and Im able, so bust a move
Never use a barbershop I got my homeboy smooth
Cooling out with the clippers right around the way
To keep my fresh cameo cut every day
Like that yall, its like that yall
Its like thata-the-that, its like that yall
Relax and take notes, while I take tokes of the marijuana smoke
Throw you in a choke - gun smoke, gun smoke
Biggie Smalls for mayor, the rap slayer
The hooker layer - motherfucker say your prayers
Hail Mary full of grace.. smack the bitch in the face;
Take her Gucci bag and the North Face
Off her back, jab her if she act
Funny with the money oh you got me mistaken honey
I don't wanna rape ya, I just want the paper
The Visa, kapeesha? I'm out like, "The Vapors"
Who's the one you call Mr. Macho, the head honcho
Swift fist like Camacho, I got so
Much style I should be down wit the Stylistics
Make up to break up {singing in background} niggaz need to wake up
Smell the indonesia; beat you to a seizure
Then fuck your moms, hit the skins til amnesia
She don't remember shit! Just the two hits!
Her hittin the floor, and me hittin the clits!
Suckin on the tits! Had the hooker beggin for the dick
And your moms ain't ugly love; my dick got rock quick
I guess I was a combination of House of Pain and Bobby Brown
I was "Humpin Around" and "Jump-in Around"
Jacked her then I asked her who's the man; she said, "B-I-G"
Then I bust in her E-Y-E
When I get dusted, I like to spread the blood like mustard
Trust it, my hardcore rain leaves you rusted
Move over Lucifer, I'm more ruthless, huh
Leave your toothless, you'll kibbitz, I'll flip it
Tears don't affect me, I hit 'em with the tech G
Disrespect me - my potency is deadly
I'm shootin babies, no ifs ands or maybes
Hit mummy in the tummy if the hooker plays a dummy
Slit the wrist of little sis
After she sucked the dick, I stabbed her brother with the icepick
Because he wanted me to fuck him from the back
But Smalls don't get down like that
Got your father hidin in a room; fucked him with the broom
Slit him down the back and threw salt in the wound
Who you think you're dealin with?
Anybody step into my path is fuckin feelin it!
Hardcore, I got it sucked like a pussy
Stab ya til you're gushy, so please don't push.. me
I'm using rubbers so they won't trace the semen
The black demon, got the little hookers screamin
Got a mink coat that's furry like Chewbacca,
Saw your main gal and a player had to stoppa,
Her name wasn't Silk but her face was the shocka"
-Juicy J 2005
ooooh so
I love that line.
I can't believe there have been no Beatnuts lyrics posted yet. Fuck it, let's just run the entire song:
It's the hard little pistol-packing punk dope smuggler
Lethal when I kill, I go straight for the jugular
Back again to hit ya with the junkyard funk
Shit gets out of hand, I got a Tec in the trunk
Let's flip the ill shit kid, yo he looped it
Hardcore, straight to make you brothers act stupid
Now I'm on a rampage, prepare for the slaughter
Lyrical monster busting nuts in your daughter
Slaying competition is the real beat digger
Hit you with a shovel now you're dead, n***a
Freaking the funk, I be the ill funk freaker
With the diabolical sound coming through your speaker
Bulletproof ready for action, no fronting
Fully loaded Tec loaded ready to go hunting
So sleep and watch me let off and catch wreck
"John Wayne couldn't even stand the reign of the tec"
[Fashion/Al Tariq]
Here I come up your block, driving once
Smoking skunk, waiting for a fucking punk
To beef, so he can get killed by the psycho thief
Retarted like Biz, eating cats like Heath-
cliff, light the spliff, crack the quart and
If I kill you first n***a, be a good sport and
Die, don't give me no hassle
I snatch up your bitch, take her to White Castle
To crack her asshole, so I could fuck her
That doo doo brown dem bucker
The crazy rapist smelling like much vaginas
Carjacking punks, pulling them out of their Pathfinders
It makes me want to scream, but I just chill by the end of the week
How many punks must I kill?
I'm sicking up picnics, I'm robbing on good so after dark
Stay the fuck out the woods (You fucking punk!)
[Psycho Les]
Come on girl, don't give me that shit
Blast my nine to your spine, take your money then split
Outtie, now your ass is ghost to me
Beatnuts on the mix thinking Hindu grocery shops
So what's up hops?
I shoot you with no problem, I'm used to shooting cops
I'll let you go this time, but next time you pop
That shit, your ass gets dropped
[JuJu]
Yo, it's the gun-slinging lunitic demon that'll hell
Intoxicated punks letting off bad smell
Beatnuts forever, die hard motherfuckers
Low-key deadly, taking out all suckers
Before you even step and try to play me, son
Bring heavy ammunition so you don't have to run
Take heed, this ain't something you should laugh to
Yo I'll shoot your moms if I have to
It said Dave, pussies aint supposed to speak
He gathered his things he wanted to leave this place
But first he wanted to see the vagina face to face
He opened it up, with his bare two thumbs
He seen crabs with spears and indian drums!
it might not be hard, but i think it's a lifestyle enjoyed by hardness that preceded. in other words...one of my fav lyrics
"Drop it, kick it, I'm about to rip it
I'm young, black, and gifted, plus I sound wicked
I stomp any opponent I come against
So be for real, they don't really want none of this
Since I'm slowing down, I got to keep it flowing now
Tonight it kindd of special, make mine a Lowenbrau
I get ahhs and ooohs not boos because I'm real cool
Fucking with Finesse is the wrong career move
I be taking crews without breaking rules
You know damn well I don't have time to be breaking rules
I'm all about cash flow, pull girls like a lasso
A brother roast me on the mic? Don't be an asshole
I'm indestructable, so bring in a substitute
What's up with a battle? (I can't fuck with you)
So don't try testing me, MC's especially
Couldn't win against me if you paid the referee
You can't get with me, so don't say shit to me
You're out your mind if you're trying to get a victory
You can't affect me with your weak technique
If this was a game, you probably couldn't check me
You might be wild, but I'm on an iller tip
Think you stand a chance? You could kill that shit
I'm intellectual, getting the best of you
I eat MC's like the food at a festival
Drop science and math, stand tall like a giraffe
Completing the task, breaking rappers in half
Puting suckers out of it, yeah I talk a lot of shit
But when it comes to rhymes I deserve a fucking scholarship
Won't front or perp the role, I get the most of hoes
I'm so cool I got girls on remote control
Whether you're a virgin or a bad-looking hot sister
I'm bagging up bitches like a shoplifter
So Lord Finesse is not the one to fool
I was getting sex since they first invented underoos
Got knowledge of self, so who needs a school for help?
Brothers can't get with Finesse, don't even fool yourself
When I begin I set the trend
And I show men, the motherfuckers got no wins
Goddamn, it's no scheme, scam, or plan
I'm just kicking flavor with my motherfucking man"
-From "Kicking Flavor with my man" off of Lord Finesses' "Return of the fuky man" LP
---ok, now real headz trivia---who said it??
I got a bitch that suck my dick til I nut
Spit it on my gut and slurp that shit back up
Ain't that a slut (HELL YEA) she even take it in the butt
Fuck for bout a hour, now she want a golden shower
You didn't know that we be pissin on hoes, bitch (BEOTCH)
Luke and Biggie straight shittin on hoes, bitch (BEOTCH)
Lick your toes, bitch? (BEOTCH) Fuck no, you must be crazy
Squirt in your face and then I'm Swayze (bitch)
Recognize G, straight up, I can't knock ya
After Big Poppa, fuck ALL of Junior M.A.F.I.A.
The whole clique, dick sucked, ass licked
Leave your number by the phone, bring yo' ass on home
I roam in Lexuses and Benzes, the fly way
With the flyest bitch gettin head on the highway (ridin)
My way deep throat on Luke's boat
When the moon rises, I'm cumin in her eyes-es (do it)
Just the way players play
Leave it up to me, I get fucked all day (yeah)
Sucked all day, smokin blunts, countin cheese
Fucking bitches til they assholes bleed
What you say ba-by