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The Word Lil Jay is comin out wit a new cd soon called "Fanstasies of the Hood". Look out for it soon. Street Sweepa's gonna be layin sum shit in it as well. Check it out. |
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Ay yo!!! whats good ya'llz??? This is the ghettoest site on the net, straight up. Lil Jay and Street Sweepa lay our freestyles hurr. So come hurr alot and check our freestyles and be stunned. Aint got much to say. ~1~Street Sweepa yall niggaz is fake/ give yall some bullets thatll leave yall shook like milk shakes/ i got more white gurls than gurls gone wild/ u can leave this website if u dont like my style/ they call me ty/ some call me tasty/ and if u dont feel me right now then u must b crazy/ me and izzy we some betta pals/ u mess wit us we have u missin a tooth like al/ i been spittin since i waz 10 and im still at it/ hit yall wit some old stuff like nas cd still matic/
Lil Jay Ay yo...lifes been so hard, makin wrong choices/i been listenin to all the wrong voices/i messed up wit my gurl/i messed up wit my world/1 life, 1 sin/all my life been/i lost too many close luved ones/i been chewed up, spit out, and left dead raw/my voice is big, but in thise world its small/i needa chill and take this all calm/when the answer wuz right there in a song/i been wastin too much time/sittin around and cryin/like i said b4, theres too many diein/theres so many fights/so many cryin nights/got nobody left to show me the light/and i sit around and wonder/what choices i fell under/have i made it in life or have i lost b4 death/the say its not real, jus eternal rest/God gave me the biggest test/stay straight or get high/live or die/chill or ryde/i chose to ryde, but i didnt kno luv wuz on the side/all the gun shots/Afganistan plots/blood clots/nuthin but luv for my niggaz and my gurl/im still waitin for my turn to leave this world/got 2 things to live for, my carrer and my gurl/actin hard/feelin ill/bein real/spend the deal/luv to feel/people to miss/remember my first kiss/im lost in my own luv, my own life/my to be wife/call the disease center cuz im goin crazy/im still about to lose my lady/i been needin her, wantin her/whyd i make this stupid shit occur/1 nigga, feel my word
Lil Jay Whats the odds of ur suspection/That like God, ill have my own resurrection/Give me a lethal injection/Have an election/See if i dont come back from affection/Its hurts to see ya mom cry/The poisons inside/Runnin my viens/I still feel the same/I feel it in my heart/Im about to be torn apart/Oh no i survived/Happy i aint die/What the cops need/Actin like i smoked sum weed/Whos the lead/Whats that sound/Im feelin this compound/Shit!,im seein angels and halos/Im goin to hell cuz i sold 10 kilos/But im back on earth/I told ya my re-birth/Im blessed wit this curse/yallz got my word
Street Sweepa yo ....... they call me tasty/ some niggaz dont wanna face me/ i push niggaz on tha ground like who wanna taste me/ im tha street sweepa / u can find me in tha streets/ but dont talk shit cuz ima juss pop my heat/ me and izzy we run this site/ when them mc's gave u tha mic they forgot to say sike/ i got airforce 1's and tha laces to match/ u wanna battle than ima cock back my hat/ them bullet proof vests ainn protectin u from clips/ only thing that shit doin is juss matchin ur kicks/ so when u see this website nigga dont talk shit/ cuz me and izzy bought it fo u and i hope u dont forget
Freestyle 6
Lil Jay Me and streetsweepa's the illest nigga out/fuck weed, i need crack, about a pound/i keep my glock tucked/while u and ya block sucked/we wuz out illin it/when i fuck ya bitch, she wuz feelin it/fuck the R-O-C/they dont wanna piece of me/or a slug from a glock 23/fuck murder i-n-c/fuck ja rule and ashanti/Lil Jay dont back down/especailly when 50 Cents snitch ass comes around/opps...he got shot again/next will be eminem/cops cant fuck wit me/high speed chase in a drop top bently/jay-z and his fat ass lips/faget jus like jadakiss/yall cant touch this/nas wit escabar/we all kno he hard/bitch ass preme team/ill show yall sumthin mean/ill bust a slug in the scene/it might sound a lil obsured/jus cuz ya bitch ass momma's skured/ya momma got more game then u/smoke up a 105th boy or two/reppin that blood/fuck u up like elmer fudd/ya baby son/carryin a 12 gage shot gun/get ya soul clean, go to church/unlike birdman, i really perch/smoke u up in a pipe/nigga, i told u about gettin hype/fuck ludacriss/he cant touch this/not even if it wuz his last wish/he a dick sucker/he a mutha fucker/wanna copy my beat/wanna live the way on my street/i gotta smith and wesson u could eat/blow out ya brain/show u my game/still feel insane/thas jus the way i am/thas the game plan/i told u about fuckin wit fam/now lookit where u at, u and ya man/bang u up like a trash can/fuck u up in ur own kitchen/stick a slug in u like a key in the ignition/sure everything we do is wrong/what would u do if u lived on bread, water, and a bong/r.kelly, get urself a real gurl, not youngin/u stuck ur dick up in, it wuz stuck in/pussy so tight/u old enough to have a wife/u do the math, 25 to 40 years/so many tears/so many fears, im numba 1/do what u hear, i gotta gun/u a ghetto wanna be/try to be me/u dont wanna see/how i can be/i gotta bunch of hammers/24 Cal do a lil bam bamers/i rap so bananas/i rock the red, white, and black bandanas/u can get a slug now or maybe a lil later/thas what u get for bein a hater/i rock real gold chains/got tons of game/u makin me go insane/im in the 3rd lane/bout to shoot u again/shoot two round into u b4 u drop/716, jus found out u a cop/ i warned u to stop/now look, u got glocked/jus a taste of the block/feel the burnin, i got u/now, how about 2/told yallz not to fuk wit me
