Splidz
06-21-2005, 07:04 AM
WoW Idol 2005 baby
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View Full Version : frils, time for you to bust out some ghetto rhymes Splidz 06-21-2005, 07:04 AM WoW Idol 2005 baby http://wow.azzor.com/193/wow_idol_2005.php Splidz 06-21-2005, 01:32 PM I thought some of you might enjoy the gangsta rhymes Frils and I have been busting out recently. :D This all started cuz Frils likes to rap when he gets drunk. So I sent him one the other day: i straight up rock my wands like a glock this ain't no crock i'm almost 60 i'm 59, biatch i'm 59 i'm 59, biatch gonna get mine yo, i'm almost 60 gonna have phat loot assuredly gonna bust DPS like caps definitely i'm almost 60 i'm 59, biatch i'm 59 i'm 59, biatch gonna get mine splidziz in the hizzy!!! straight street yo, check my ghetto styles i'm 59, biatch i'm 59 i'm 59, biatch you gettin left behind! Frils' response today: Feel the ride and the chill all day long yep it's Frils Keeping it real doing it right bringing the house down every goddamn night. Here what do you think: Stick, weave, dodge and run, turn around and BAM your done. One shot, two shot, three shot, four one more now on the score. Come to close now what a pity, I just say here kitty-kitty. Up again and bringing the game, doing it all with no shame. Styling, riding, looking fat, staying low trying to avoid the nerf bat. The end is here it almost time, for Frils to end his ghetto ryhme. Closing thought for you Horde fuckers, Frils say: "You in trouble sucker" Splidz right back at him: Yeaaaahhhhhh I'm feelin ya brutha Comin at ya like a mothafucka I'm a Warlock, dontcha know I got demons in different area codes That's right, she's called a succy for a reason She likes to grab my nuts and squeeze em When she's done I just dismiss her Cuz I got more in the twisting nether "it don't matter if they're purple or white i be bangin demons all night pull up your boots ho, grab the whip it's Splidziz coming atcha on the mothafuckin tip" And Frils: Word up to the lock, But he don't have no freaking glock. Might bring the pain, But bullets ain't his game. Bend to the will, Of the one and only Frils. So neat he don't hide his piece, Bringing the booy'ah to the street. Carries Bourban wherever he goes, And a big fucking stick to wipe your nose. Stang 06-21-2005, 04:24 PM :rofl: Awesome |