The Game a perdu la tete..??
Nouveau son de Game ...diss presque tout le Gunit & d'autres rapeurs ...le son s'appelle "The Funeral aka 100 Bars" ..les funerailles du G..sur le beat de Lloyd Banks "Hand Up"..voila prenez le c'est du LOURDDDDDDDDDD ...Game a un tres bon flow & desfois il change de flow dans la zik. Le son sera surment dans la mixtape You Know What It Is Vol 4 qui arrive fin octobre
[HOT NEW & FRESH!!!] The Game - "The Funeral aka 100 Bars" [Beat HANDS UP - DISS GUNIT & BISHOP LAMONT(?)]
Mais c'est pas tout Game dans cet zik il diss Bishop Lamont (a partir de 1min45) ossi..il dit "c'est moi (Game) le KING de L.A", il dit ossi "t'es(Bishop Lamont) un blood ou un crip??, un vouyou ou une pute??, t'es dans le 1-9-0 ? " ...ect ect..
Maintenant je suis pas sur a 100% qu'il le diss mais mais d'aprer les paroles sa en a tout l'air ... & le 1-9-0 (East Coast Crip) c'est dans le Carson & c'est de la que Bishop vient.
Peuetre que Game ne diss pas Bishop mais fait allusion au film JUICE de 2Pac?!?
voila les lyrics en anglais
I'm Gunnin' For Bishop, I'm The King Of This L.A. Shit, Tell Me Homie Is You Blood Or Crip? Is You Thug Or Bitch, Cuz The Eses Say They Don't Ever See Holmes Run Around L.A., Fake Ass Ghostwriter Get Your Little Flow Tighter, 'Fore I But You In The Trunk Of This Fuckin' Lowrider, Nigga You Ain't Nothin' But Hittman In Quicksand, Got A Deal Cuz You Suck A Couple Dicks And, Turn Your Back On Delaney And Jimmy Hench, man, Just Take This As A Warnin', Don't Flinch Man, Where Your Rag? You From 1-9-0? NO, You Know Bep, Do You Bang East Coast? NO, Have You Ever Hopped One 6-4? NO, Do The Hood Feel Your Wack Ass Flow? NO!, So Sit Your Little Ass Down Somewhere, 'Fore I Have Them Niggaz Sit Yo Ass Down Somewhere
A noter que Bishop Lamont sera sur l'abum de Ya Boy "Holla At Ya Boy"
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Autre News
Le prochain rapeur a etre signer sur BlackWallStreet sera surment le jeune rapeur DUB B ....
c'est un rapeur de la West Coast plus precisement a South Central (L.A.) il est sur le label Hoodz Finest..voila et dans sa derniere interview il dit qu'il entrain de signer sur BWS & il ete deja sur 3 sons dans BWS Journal 2...
[NEW & FRESH] DubB - Straight Piff
J'ai d'autres sons de lui si vous en voulez demandez
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Autre Info:
Big Fase 100 organise demain(3 Sept) une party pour la sortie de la mixtape Brazil Street Hustlaz & il a inviter notamment The Game, Ya Boy, Phat Rat, G-Malone, Bishop Lamont,, KAM, The Young Hoggs, Crooked I, 2nd II None, Dre'Sta, Mykestro, Suga Free et tout le reste de son label Brazil Street Records
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Editer le 4 Sept a 14H50
Voila en exclu les lyrics du dernier diss The Funeral aka 100 Bars de The Game
I'm Back....
Haha! Ni**az can't fuck with me man....
Ni**az is crazy, dogg. I run this underground rap shit, and the mainstream ni**a!
I'ma do like Boo-Boo...
Diss ni**az right when they fucking album come out... and kill 'em!
Hit a breakdown, time to separate the men from the boys,
Take it straight to the bank, call it Christopher Lloyd,
Call it momma's little boy, or 50's little bitch,
The Rotten Apple or the protégé of a snitch,
The protégé of a bitch, ni**a softer than a Tapo Kick (?)
You Billy Blanks on them porno flicks
With no porno chicks, only porno dicks
You Taladamore (?) whore with them g-string drawers
And so therefore, I declare war,
Outside violator, meat meat air-four (?)
Young Buck stay back, Banks put this autograph
Or a (..........) glove on and let's play catch
(Gunshot) That's for your one platinum plaque
(Gunshot) That's for the ni**as riding in the back
(Gunshot) Tryna reach for the shit on your lap
(Gunshot) That's for your boss sayin' he write my raps (Gunshot)
I'ma killa, Blackwall Gorilla, That palm-box sealer, G-Unit cap peeler,
I'm realer, 40 oz. spiller, 40 glock killer, 40 GLOCC KILLER!
Ask Spider, I be creepin' and crawlin', spinning webs around you ni**as,
Stacking bread around you ni**as.
Every time you roll up, the feds around you ni**as,
I used to watch everything I said around you ni**as.
Twenty ni**as on the squad, that's twenty ni**as in the can.
That's twenty witnesses, twenty ni**as on the stand,
God damn, can someone tell them the street cold,
The Game is to be sold, but not to be told
They say Dre and Suge goin' beans and Hov (?)
This is one bullet, one head, and one lost soul.
Wipe my fingerprints off, and the gun is tossed in with the fishes
Like you and Juice, I'm coming for Bishop, I'm gunning for Bishop,
I'm the king of this L.A. shit,
Tell me homie, is you Blood or Crip? Is you thug or bitch?
Cos the ese's say,
They don't never see holmes running round L.A..
Fake ass ghostwriter, get your lil' flow tighter
'For I put you in the trunk of this fucking low-rider.
Ni**a you ain't nuttin' but Hittman in quicksand,
Got a deal cos you sucked a couple dicks, and
Turned your back on Delany (?) and Jimmy Henchman,
Just take this as a warning, don't flinch, man.
Wear your rage, you from 1-9-0? No!
You know Pap, do you bang east coast? No!
Have you ever hopped 1-6-0? No!
Do the hood feel your wackass flow? No!
So sit your lil' ass down somewhere,
'For I have them ni**as sit yo' ass down somewhere,
In the ground somewhere, outta town somewhere,
Breakin news, body found somewhere,
Now back to the video, look at these silly muh'fuckers,
Y'all some silly muh'fuckers; "I say Hands Up,
Shorty wanna kick it with me"
Get that wack shit of BET,
Turn the channel, all black Lambo,
Red and black flannel, speakers in the trunk,
with more humps then a camel,
Man, I'm sayin, I ain't playin, I'm sprayin',
Any ni**a in your clique that ever wrote (?) that shit
(Gunshot) Muh'fucker, that's for Yayo and Buck
(Gunshot) That's for Hot Rod promotional truck
(Gunshot) That's for Kanye, and beefin' with Puff
(Gunshot) Tell the ni**a that's behind you, Duck!
I'ma killa, Blackwall Gorilla,
Any cliff feeler (?), Mobb Deep cap peeler.
I'm realer, the hollow-tip driller,
The rap Godzilla, the Lloyd Banks killer!
In the diablo, under the tent,
Ni**a I'm about a dollar, who the fuck is 50 Cent?
When Jay said it, I didn't know what it meant,
Now I understand, it's starting to make sense.
Now the whole world know why I took the 'I' out of G-Unit,
And replaced it with a mother fucking 'O'
Remember when you told me "Meet you on the top" ni**a?
Check the sounscan, guess who on top, ni**a!
Fake-ass king of New York, you need to stop, ni**a,
Cos you not Big, not Nas, not Jigga,
Take your steroids, show me what you got, ni**a!
You ain't had a bitch since Vivica Fox, ni**a,
Last I heard you sucking on cocks, ni**a,
They don't know cos they don't see you on the blocks, ni**a
Cos you bee in the pre-sync with the cops, ni**a
You're whole staff, with a badge and a glock ni**a
Mid-town Manhattan, tryna stop ni**as,
On the subway, chasing down shop-lifters,
All in the streets, talkin 'bout you shot ni**as,
Then you went in New York Times, takin cop pictures,
I exposed you ni**as and put out Stop Snitchin',
When the last time you seen 'em with some hot bitches?
See what he say when you ask him, "Where the hot bitches?"
Check the Adam's Apple, ni**a them is not bitches,
You're reign on the top was shorter than the legs of a leprechaun,
Just bow down ni**a, accpet the Don,
Nobody wanna be here but when the Tech is strong,
Their transformers be folding up like,
Ni**as bust like pipes when the pressure on,
See that light flash when the desert eagle at yuor dome,
Every rapper know from now, I'ma set the tone,
Ni**as real hard body 'til they head is gone,
Here comin' demons, cos they know that you dead and gone,
Some ni**as just don't get it 'til you at the throne.
Ni**as can't fuck with me ni**a!
100 Bars, ni**a! I do 100 bars every muh'fucking day of the weak, ni**a!
That's 700 bars a weak, ni**a! On this fucking underground rap shit, ni**a.
Look, I can't be fucking stopped. Period, ni**a.
The Game, ni**a. West Coast Don. Blackwall Street, ni**a.
I'm ready to get down when you ready to get down, motherfuckers!
I can't be faded, ni**a. Ni**as don't want it with me, ni**a.
It's just me, mutherfuckers!
And I'm pissed off.
Got me all on the front of the muh'fucking mixtape.
In a fucking stripper outfit, ni**a, with some g-strings on.
That ain't me, motherfuckers! This is me, motherfuckers!
Yeah! Doctor's Advocate, in store November 7th.
Cop it when I drop it, ni**a.
G-G-G-G-G
G-G-G-G-G-G-Unot!
G-Unit is now officialy over. You can mail back your CD's, apparel, headbands, G-Unit spinner replicas and G-Unit shoes to 1548 South Ardmore Drive, Los Angeles, California, 90743. Thank you, have a nice day.
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Dites ce que vous pensez de tout sa...moi perso je trouve que Game va trop loin la ..qu'il diss Gunit ok il a ses raison ... mais pour Bishop j'voi pas trop ... en tout cas la zik dechire grave & son flow ossi ...sino pour DUBB wé c'est un bon rapeur on verra s'il fera l'affaire ....
Nouveau son de Game ...diss presque tout le Gunit & d'autres rapeurs ...le son s'appelle "The Funeral aka 100 Bars" ..les funerailles du G..sur le beat de Lloyd Banks "Hand Up"..voila prenez le c'est du LOURDDDDDDDDDD ...Game a un tres bon flow & desfois il change de flow dans la zik. Le son sera surment dans la mixtape You Know What It Is Vol 4 qui arrive fin octobre
[HOT NEW & FRESH!!!] The Game - "The Funeral aka 100 Bars" [Beat HANDS UP - DISS GUNIT & BISHOP LAMONT(?)]
Mais c'est pas tout Game dans cet zik il diss Bishop Lamont (a partir de 1min45) ossi..il dit "c'est moi (Game) le KING de L.A", il dit ossi "t'es(Bishop Lamont) un blood ou un crip??, un vouyou ou une pute??, t'es dans le 1-9-0 ? " ...ect ect..
Maintenant je suis pas sur a 100% qu'il le diss mais mais d'aprer les paroles sa en a tout l'air ... & le 1-9-0 (East Coast Crip) c'est dans le Carson & c'est de la que Bishop vient.
Peuetre que Game ne diss pas Bishop mais fait allusion au film JUICE de 2Pac?!?
voila les lyrics en anglais
I'm Gunnin' For Bishop, I'm The King Of This L.A. Shit, Tell Me Homie Is You Blood Or Crip? Is You Thug Or Bitch, Cuz The Eses Say They Don't Ever See Holmes Run Around L.A., Fake Ass Ghostwriter Get Your Little Flow Tighter, 'Fore I But You In The Trunk Of This Fuckin' Lowrider, Nigga You Ain't Nothin' But Hittman In Quicksand, Got A Deal Cuz You Suck A Couple Dicks And, Turn Your Back On Delaney And Jimmy Hench, man, Just Take This As A Warnin', Don't Flinch Man, Where Your Rag? You From 1-9-0? NO, You Know Bep, Do You Bang East Coast? NO, Have You Ever Hopped One 6-4? NO, Do The Hood Feel Your Wack Ass Flow? NO!, So Sit Your Little Ass Down Somewhere, 'Fore I Have Them Niggaz Sit Yo Ass Down Somewhere
A noter que Bishop Lamont sera sur l'abum de Ya Boy "Holla At Ya Boy"
++
Autre News
Le prochain rapeur a etre signer sur BlackWallStreet sera surment le jeune rapeur DUB B ....
c'est un rapeur de la West Coast plus precisement a South Central (L.A.) il est sur le label Hoodz Finest..voila et dans sa derniere interview il dit qu'il entrain de signer sur BWS & il ete deja sur 3 sons dans BWS Journal 2...
[NEW & FRESH] DubB - Straight Piff
J'ai d'autres sons de lui si vous en voulez demandez
++
Autre Info:
Big Fase 100 organise demain(3 Sept) une party pour la sortie de la mixtape Brazil Street Hustlaz & il a inviter notamment The Game, Ya Boy, Phat Rat, G-Malone, Bishop Lamont,, KAM, The Young Hoggs, Crooked I, 2nd II None, Dre'Sta, Mykestro, Suga Free et tout le reste de son label Brazil Street Records
++
Editer le 4 Sept a 14H50
Voila en exclu les lyrics du dernier diss The Funeral aka 100 Bars de The Game
I'm Back....
Haha! Ni**az can't fuck with me man....
Ni**az is crazy, dogg. I run this underground rap shit, and the mainstream ni**a!
I'ma do like Boo-Boo...
Diss ni**az right when they fucking album come out... and kill 'em!
Hit a breakdown, time to separate the men from the boys,
Take it straight to the bank, call it Christopher Lloyd,
Call it momma's little boy, or 50's little bitch,
The Rotten Apple or the protégé of a snitch,
The protégé of a bitch, ni**a softer than a Tapo Kick (?)
You Billy Blanks on them porno flicks
With no porno chicks, only porno dicks
You Taladamore (?) whore with them g-string drawers
And so therefore, I declare war,
Outside violator, meat meat air-four (?)
Young Buck stay back, Banks put this autograph
Or a (..........) glove on and let's play catch
(Gunshot) That's for your one platinum plaque
(Gunshot) That's for the ni**as riding in the back
(Gunshot) Tryna reach for the shit on your lap
(Gunshot) That's for your boss sayin' he write my raps (Gunshot)
I'ma killa, Blackwall Gorilla, That palm-box sealer, G-Unit cap peeler,
I'm realer, 40 oz. spiller, 40 glock killer, 40 GLOCC KILLER!
Ask Spider, I be creepin' and crawlin', spinning webs around you ni**as,
Stacking bread around you ni**as.
Every time you roll up, the feds around you ni**as,
I used to watch everything I said around you ni**as.
Twenty ni**as on the squad, that's twenty ni**as in the can.
That's twenty witnesses, twenty ni**as on the stand,
God damn, can someone tell them the street cold,
The Game is to be sold, but not to be told
They say Dre and Suge goin' beans and Hov (?)
This is one bullet, one head, and one lost soul.
Wipe my fingerprints off, and the gun is tossed in with the fishes
Like you and Juice, I'm coming for Bishop, I'm gunning for Bishop,
I'm the king of this L.A. shit,
Tell me homie, is you Blood or Crip? Is you thug or bitch?
Cos the ese's say,
They don't never see holmes running round L.A..
Fake ass ghostwriter, get your lil' flow tighter
'For I put you in the trunk of this fucking low-rider.
Ni**a you ain't nuttin' but Hittman in quicksand,
Got a deal cos you sucked a couple dicks, and
Turned your back on Delany (?) and Jimmy Henchman,
Just take this as a warning, don't flinch, man.
Wear your rage, you from 1-9-0? No!
You know Pap, do you bang east coast? No!
Have you ever hopped 1-6-0? No!
Do the hood feel your wackass flow? No!
So sit your lil' ass down somewhere,
'For I have them ni**as sit yo' ass down somewhere,
In the ground somewhere, outta town somewhere,
Breakin news, body found somewhere,
Now back to the video, look at these silly muh'fuckers,
Y'all some silly muh'fuckers; "I say Hands Up,
Shorty wanna kick it with me"
Get that wack shit of BET,
Turn the channel, all black Lambo,
Red and black flannel, speakers in the trunk,
with more humps then a camel,
Man, I'm sayin, I ain't playin, I'm sprayin',
Any ni**a in your clique that ever wrote (?) that shit
(Gunshot) Muh'fucker, that's for Yayo and Buck
(Gunshot) That's for Hot Rod promotional truck
(Gunshot) That's for Kanye, and beefin' with Puff
(Gunshot) Tell the ni**a that's behind you, Duck!
I'ma killa, Blackwall Gorilla,
Any cliff feeler (?), Mobb Deep cap peeler.
I'm realer, the hollow-tip driller,
The rap Godzilla, the Lloyd Banks killer!
In the diablo, under the tent,
Ni**a I'm about a dollar, who the fuck is 50 Cent?
When Jay said it, I didn't know what it meant,
Now I understand, it's starting to make sense.
Now the whole world know why I took the 'I' out of G-Unit,
And replaced it with a mother fucking 'O'
Remember when you told me "Meet you on the top" ni**a?
Check the sounscan, guess who on top, ni**a!
Fake-ass king of New York, you need to stop, ni**a,
Cos you not Big, not Nas, not Jigga,
Take your steroids, show me what you got, ni**a!
You ain't had a bitch since Vivica Fox, ni**a,
Last I heard you sucking on cocks, ni**a,
They don't know cos they don't see you on the blocks, ni**a
Cos you bee in the pre-sync with the cops, ni**a
You're whole staff, with a badge and a glock ni**a
Mid-town Manhattan, tryna stop ni**as,
On the subway, chasing down shop-lifters,
All in the streets, talkin 'bout you shot ni**as,
Then you went in New York Times, takin cop pictures,
I exposed you ni**as and put out Stop Snitchin',
When the last time you seen 'em with some hot bitches?
See what he say when you ask him, "Where the hot bitches?"
Check the Adam's Apple, ni**a them is not bitches,
You're reign on the top was shorter than the legs of a leprechaun,
Just bow down ni**a, accpet the Don,
Nobody wanna be here but when the Tech is strong,
Their transformers be folding up like,
Ni**as bust like pipes when the pressure on,
See that light flash when the desert eagle at yuor dome,
Every rapper know from now, I'ma set the tone,
Ni**as real hard body 'til they head is gone,
Here comin' demons, cos they know that you dead and gone,
Some ni**as just don't get it 'til you at the throne.
Ni**as can't fuck with me ni**a!
100 Bars, ni**a! I do 100 bars every muh'fucking day of the weak, ni**a!
That's 700 bars a weak, ni**a! On this fucking underground rap shit, ni**a.
Look, I can't be fucking stopped. Period, ni**a.
The Game, ni**a. West Coast Don. Blackwall Street, ni**a.
I'm ready to get down when you ready to get down, motherfuckers!
I can't be faded, ni**a. Ni**as don't want it with me, ni**a.
It's just me, mutherfuckers!
And I'm pissed off.
Got me all on the front of the muh'fucking mixtape.
In a fucking stripper outfit, ni**a, with some g-strings on.
That ain't me, motherfuckers! This is me, motherfuckers!
Yeah! Doctor's Advocate, in store November 7th.
Cop it when I drop it, ni**a.
G-G-G-G-G
G-G-G-G-G-G-Unot!
G-Unit is now officialy over. You can mail back your CD's, apparel, headbands, G-Unit spinner replicas and G-Unit shoes to 1548 South Ardmore Drive, Los Angeles, California, 90743. Thank you, have a nice day.
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Dites ce que vous pensez de tout sa...moi perso je trouve que Game va trop loin la ..qu'il diss Gunit ok il a ses raison ... mais pour Bishop j'voi pas trop ... en tout cas la zik dechire grave & son flow ossi ...sino pour DUBB wé c'est un bon rapeur on verra s'il fera l'affaire ....
