Aye Verb vs. Shotgun Suge

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[Round 1: Shotgun Suge] Let's get one thing- fuck that I ain't got no worries for Verb In the streets they never heard of Verb The nerve of Verb I jump out poppin', I got kinda verbs for Verb This where the drama start Llama spark, impact break off a body part You'se a bitch it's ya mama fault Act brave today I hit A hat with a tomahawk He been duckin', we been piers Aye Smack, I've been waitin' to pocket check Verb for ten years He be all in the Spaces talkin' like a real killer I'm talkin' 'bout real filler Talkin' likе he peel blickers, peel triggers That's why I talk to mysеlf, cause I only take advice from real niggas I watched you get chased but talk to us like you hood or somethin' Imagine me takin' advice from Aye Verb who never stood on nothin' Clip dumpin', strip jumpin' Brought the stick to the ring like Jim Duggan That TEC bag him, flip somethin', fifth ring like Tim Duncan You'll get ran out ya hood, you'se a lil' homie Big dawg, ain't nobody pullin' no drills on me The only time I got chased was by 12 I had 100 bottles and 40 pills on me You told Surf you sold Plan B in the trap Ain't no risk in that You better power up The only plan B I had was get caught with the work or hit the power flush It get like that Two fiends, swallowing twenty bundles, you ain't never seen no shit like that While you was hostin' parties tryin' to get a look off I had a cheese line for [?] doin' cookoffs Had my youngins get 'em slumped off Flip a nigga wit' it, jump off Stretch Aye like Young Dolph I know you a bitch and you ain't bangin' hardly I know I don't need it but I gotta keep a .40 for this gangsta party In these streets I'm a pro Verb, I'd rather be safe than sorry They put 10 bands up so he gotta go M on his head like Mario I'm sliddin' though, I'll hit A three times like Favio We make niggas give they plugs up Headshot, get his buzz up He a junkie, the only time A ride (Rod) is when he drugged up You sniff coke and that's sad Verb I will drag Verb You only good in a promotional way, you'se an ad Verb (adverb) I'm outside wit' the pump tho' We never seen Verb slide, but we seen him, run, dance and jump though I'm like King Kong 'round this bitch the boul wildin' Dead bodies, I had an Island Boy livin' on Skull Island Surf told him to pull up That was your chance to blast Tommys We know you pussy Cause niggas who live on the island, well they scared of Tsunamis Free Surf You know he heard me I ain't got no fuckin' slogan Jersey [Round 1: Aye Verb] Smack said, "Verb you lasted 14, can you make a new one?" I said, "Dawg. I can't make no more Verbs, it's like I'm neutered." Time to suit up I was licensed, the nicest, the violent shooter Time expire, I'm surprised that y'all act like I can't renew it Let's get movin' All eras I'm feared, my spears proven Bout to treat y'all heavyweight champ like a fuckin' tune up You ain't nothin' but a fake Grape Street who a late bloomer With the image of a dirty polar bears in a pair of Pumas Let me boom him, I twin .45s, that's a pair of cougars Both the barrels on them bitches 'bout long as a barracuda This a jungle, I said pumas, cougars and barracudas If I pull these in the air it'll parachute ya, prepare to lose it Suge, try to be hoes dream, I'ma tear into him Territorial, she mine off the rip when I tear into her Let them gas you, Surf bars written, look how I do him I send lasers down them bitch niggas faces like hair removal I don't beef, I just stop y'all drugs Get pockets ruined, catch y'all plugs out Put a stop in to him, put a socket through him Listen nigga, this a fork in the road where you start to losin' I'm meant to be the start of this folk; free Larry Hoover Fuck a friend nigga, you roll deep nigga, what for? You get backdoored by niggas you let through the front door Don't no gangs make no money lil' nigga, they make wars And niggas y'all say stand up, they get floored This is Verb, Suge Live from the set, I come for morals If you ran off with a pack then his debt becomes yours With the strap we put the stick on our shoulders and come forward Knock it off, we box it out, but right after become boys That's too real for you You go to jail they ain't still loyal They gon' fill up on yo' bitch every night and not feel for you You'll land in St. Louis and get robbed and I feel for you But we ain't snatch your chain ball, we don't steal foil You know where you at nigga? My bloodline, depressed kings, I carry sorrow So when I'm down bad lookin' blue, I'm still Royal Back at Lite Work I was a joke Okay, okay, here my joke Niggas like, "Kid Chaos gon' make the playoffs" Ex Hot Boy nigga I keep the flame out With pressure I release with a squeeze, how I let my pain out I'm like Bane now, after the pump with his brains out Let that window down, half of the gauge only hang out I'm the president, but still I'm a slave on this stage, how? Cause Smack brought me in with no chain and I stayed down Crystal Lake, I'm just holdin' yo' face down 'Til I see that last kick cause you niggas, y'all fake drown I've been a great What time is it? It's dinner, 8:00, it's too much at stake Keep bringin' water, I blendin' Grapes This is me here Nothin' sweet here, how Splenda taste I wouldn't be here any other time unless Christmas came [Round 2: Shotgun Suge] I got mad guns to blast somethin' [?] to drag somethin' Three .9s under the bed, a few in the closet like Chaz Duncan Pop the baby when the mag bustin' I'll get your School House Rocked for nothin' Gun him down, stand on top of Verb like Conjunction Junction Yo, you put up donuts, and all my guns function Double D's, box 'em in, America runs on Dunkin' (Duncan) Mac shells how you flip those in 'em I'll put Duncan (Dunkin') in a box with six holes in him I'll St. Louis ran Duncan Cock it back and blam Duncan When it land tho' (Orlando) I Banchero and slam dunkin' (Duncan) Headshot! Take a big chunk Come off that island, get his ship sunk Clip dump, I'll put A on his shirt like a Chipmunk Silencer make silent noise Glock 17, in the middle of his head since he wanna be an Island Boy This heat'll put him under like a hair dryer Three-minute rounds, they ain't book him- man I'll cook you in half the time like an air fryer I've been trappin' and bull shittin' since the Michael days, at a survival age You ever cut a bird at a survival stage? I have, Thanksgivin' ain't the only time I put yams in a microwave You God Tier? The streets, we don't care about it, class rank I sold dope to get mad bank Don't tell me about a risk Whatchu know about 500 bags of heron, stashed in the gas tank? I really did that, newspaper rack for sure Frontpage, back and more You could pop a sleeve, and read about the block that got spinned on the night before Don't shoot the messenger, I'm way ahead of ya I'm from Newark, where the unheard of is regular You gon' tell us you come from that darkness? Your chrome be packin'? Yeah ya hood be so crackin' Yeah Verb, you from the hood but you ain't participating, no action Pill plug, I know the doctor who killed Mike Jackson Scams say "Ice Pack" we slangin' that shit that make Ill stop rappin' Puttin' in work is like weight trainin', it keep you outta harms way All we do is lift steel, and curl .40's, every day is arm day St. Louis we ridin' through I'm lookin' for Verb, I'm shootin' interviews Small weapon, get his men excused I got a couple [?] for ya cut Duncan; Pinderhughes Get laid down, for tryin' to be somebody you not, like Blade Brown Ask my hood, before I met Smack, my meal brothers I had 300 percs a day for the pill lovers This niggas a bitch, it's a real cover He like coke in the pot, I get to cookin' he start showin' his real colors You know he heard me I ain't got no fuckin' slogan Jersey [Round 2: Aye Verb] You are facin' a pro killer, I can slash and stab without staggerin' This stupid rappin'? I'ma take this body like human trafficking I'm back again, stick dagger in, twist half and bend Cause they don't respect the fight in the dog, the respect the win Spin again We project who we are from behind the pen And I am him I am the truth out here from what lies within Now let's rumble I'm used to pipework, kind of like a plumber Long stick, up close bucket like a true Mutombo Then bulletproof all of the whips down to the dump trucks I wish you niggas would (wood) spin like movin' Nun chucks I'm wreckin' him, you record wrecked catchin' wreck wit' him I am stretchin' him He gettin' outlined like I'm sketching him See this kind of style is kind of Shao I don't gotta bow, I can conjure up a nigga's inner child and calm that down Usin' Valium, I'm hopin' to catch you, but if that script don't appeal ( a pill), I'm still showin' I can open that capsule I'm 'bout to leave smoke through ya tracksuit Nigga yo' cousin wrote 'Shaq-Fu' In a parallel universe he rap nigga, that's you I got a question for you, bro ask dude why he front on Kyrie? Nigga he black and he black too What the fuck? Loyalty with me and my patnas is a lot different Once we pass each other knots out our pockets we are not switchin' We was taught, step straight to you bullies and drop wit' 'em Drop the first nigga, the second's runnin' like the clock tickin' I think Shotgun got me twisted like a locktician I've been ballin' This start fallin' I'm not trippin' I'll catch you outside wit' ya fam' bein' a dad Then a flash go from a boy to a man like Shazam That's inferno, you shoot from long range, you don't want a murder Got a skirt up and pull that bitch close, kinda like a girdle I'm for certain, name that matter, you are not one Cause nigga I drive this culture and I ain't never called Shotgun Suge! I will watch you get socked on Nigga you ain't my boy for real like a god son One of your ex's hopped into my inbox, she a bottom feeder If you fuck Suge, bitch on your knees how you gotta greet us This a Charger, and the Benz and the Beamer are the top tiers A charge ain't a flex overseas that stops here Not buyin' your setup You rappers by like your bread up But Suge gotta die in my presence so he can buy his kids presents I'm a timeless investment My life aligns with Rolexes Every time I get tested I give lead to each question See that's a pencil, I'm special, why I made Rushmore as a freshman Sirens projected The App now has a virus inspect it And the guy on the guest list, Verb from '09 give my section Please to the line I am steppin' Season in prime, I'm a chef here, watch me cook him, I'm electric Lines Einstein with a TEC grip These niggas squares I detect it Y'all whole vibe give us Chex Mix How are you higher than me son (sun) if your shine don't project it? [Round 3: Shotgun Suge] Who the fuck he think he talkin' to? You'se a bitch, you should wear tampons nigga You got touched on as a little kid? Ayo Smack who you got me battlin'? Antwone Fisher? You play with boys, lovin' 'em You gotta be gay, I never met a man who get traumatized from a girl touchin' him You hate women? That's the lame in you You ain't have no daddy or no uncles to have some game witchu? And you know what else make me sick? Growin' up, you and R. Kelly had the same issues I hope you don't got one of those little bitches trapped in your closet with snaps in the pocket Rappin', singin', 'Half On A Baby', tryin' to make a profit I got him figured, the respect I once had is reconsidered Get blickered, in your Case, you hear 'Touch Me, Tease Me' and get triggered Every time I rap, it got a purpose I know we said we wasn't gon' do personals, but that shit was on the surface I sold coke to niggas like you I got over sellin' soap to niggas like you I done finessed most niggas like you You gon' get up here and say that you don't lie, that's the big lie Just to get by You told us you was God If I'm not mistaken, God don't get high That shit forbidden, it's on you, it can't be ridden, the shit is written We can't beef with Vegan Verb, we liked you better when you was fryin' chicken I'll take money out like a withdraw I had a gun since I was this talk I got the drop I was tipped off Now it's a new body on the K like Chris Paul This .45 was Trump made I spend my free time in the gun range I'll get his whole house killed when the gun blaze I'll bet he cool down when the sun fade I'll front him five like the new plug Nigga soft like a new rug Man the only action Verb get into is when he use drugs He think we shakin' hands I'ma shoot ya They said it's ten bands on the floor all I see is free bands in my future They got a new midwest and they left a lane They got Fonz, Tru Foe, that's when the weapons came They got the drug addict thinkin' he can make a comeback after he left the game That cocaine really fuckin' witcha mind like Eddie Cane You got on twitter said you be hittin' lines You started braggin', you said your fans was clappin' The only time niggas should be happy for a user is playin' Madden You remember that Island gang? You had a group of riders Snake Eyez was the only one that could hang with the shooters and the drivers This Life Like Gang, I had to get Snake off the island like Anacondas What his life like? You ever run off on the plug? That's a boarder play By any means I had to pop the source like [?] What his life like? You junkie, you be back and forth at the fuckin' spot Cocaine Veezy, waitin' on the clap to drop You want crack or not? Fightin' the monkey on his back, like Kakarot You think you better than niggas? And I can't stand it You look like you get high off your own supply, you sell it and slam it You know why New York niggas don't like you, cause you broke one of Biggie's 'Commandments' What my life like? Since I met Smack I've been too legit What my life like? I'm black, I own my own crib, with no mortgage I'm part of the 2% You know he heard me I ain't got no fuckin' slogan (Jersey!) [Round 3: Aye Verb] I can stand still and smoke you nigga with only bars Certain rappers bars put on a show and clowns perform I accept that This yo' house, you the man right now and I respect that Well let me take off my shoes and put my blunt out on yo' pet back Like, "Fuck yo' owner, pussy" and then you hear her neck snap You gon' get this bread no matter what, how much you bet that? When y'all throw ya set up all in the camera that's a set back Cause companies never invest no money in no death traps And now that that's that, nigga let's rap Yo' paper ain't even close What you make off the net is gross My parents are so far from perfection, they made me close When I hustle I had top dawg vision, you really lived it Suge ain't never told no bitch, "Go in my sock drawer and get it." See, where I'm from, it was rock hard nigga We never leave A Spirit flight, a zip of weed is like rock star livin' I'm not y'all niggas AK's come from where Akbar get 'em If he got bars then nigga I spared wit' him Y'all niggas don't like me, okay, y'all all scorn women Think Austin Rivers High school, Suge'll dog y'all niggas But in the league we don't never seem to see that same all-star in him Why do Jersey niggas get the most votes? It's kinda crazy cause the Jersey niggas got the most chokes Jersey niggas take money from small leagues and don't show A bunch of fuckin' thieves throwin' up C's from a whole 'nother coast Suge runnin' over niggas, man I thought of Death Row But fuck that Three-minute rounds they ain't book me for a long time Fuck the preview, let's let that beef brew, in 3D too Soooo it's showtime Big bully wit' bars, where did all of that go? Your dog must be on a leash like when you walk in Petco Fans like they were stepped on, so bars slept on Watch it back, I'm still (steal) in it like a part of me klepto' See y'all niggas, y'all threats I be calm nigga, I be posin' And be holdin' that bitch like a prom picture, I was chosen To be battle rap's Sadaam vicious If I wake up in a bad mood, I'll get a bomb tickin' Put time limits Five minutes then we gon', I'm kinda Tom wit' it Catch a bullet if you go home I'm better bro, I've always been and forever bro How you gon' wash me up if I'm clean and a better soap? They bookin' you, these new niggas that we never know I am cookin' you Suge packs smoke like oregano Nigga look at you, must've forgot what I was famous fo' Beas' called me, "Are you trainin' bro?" Trainin' for what? I'm trainin' just to be trained to go I'll bring the mop and stain the flo' We ain't playin' Game Of Thrones, I made my own I went and took the heads of all y'all kings and then became my own You ain't got no story Suge Fuck it nigga face it The hardest shit you said was movie shit and that's some fake shit So tonight I'm cruisin' Cause how can I lose when This a soft ass nigga talkin' hard body with loose skin