The 3G Ramblings & General Discussion Thread (V)
Used to be hard, now you're just wet and soft.
First you was down with the AK,
And now I see you on a video with Michel'le?
Lookin' like straight bozos.
I saw it comin', that's why I went solo.
And kept on stompin',
When ya'll motherfuckers moved straight outta Compton.
Livin' with the whites, one big house,
And not another <don't report me> in sight.
I started off with too much cargo,
Dropped four <don't report me> now I'm makin' all the dough.
White man just rulin'.
The <don't report me> With Attitudes -- who ya foolin'?
Ya'll <don't report me> just phony,
I put that on my mama and my dead homies.
Yella Boy's on your team, so you're losin';
Ay yo Dre, stick to producin'.
Callin' me Arnold, but you Been-a-dick;
Eazy E saw your ass and went in it quick.
You got jealous when I got my own company,
But I'm a man, and ain't nobody helpin' me.
Tryin' to sound like America's Most,
You could yell all day but you don't come close.
'Cause you know I'm the one that flown,
Ya done run 100 miles, but you still got one to go.
With the L-E-N-C-H M-O-B, and ya'll disgrace the C-P-T.
'Cause you're gettin' fucked out your green by a white boy,
With no Vaseline...
"Damn, it feels good to see people...on it"
The bigger the cap, the bigger the peelin',
Who gives a fuck about a punk-ass villain?
You're gettin' fucked real quick,
And Eazy's dick, is smellin' like MC Ren's shit.
Tried to tell you a year ago,
But Willie D told me to let a hoe be a hoe, so
I couldn't stop you from gettin' ganked,
Now let's play big-bank-take-little-bank.
Tried to dis Ice Cube, it wasn't worth it
'Cause the broomstick fit your ass so perfect.
Cut my hair and I'll cut them balls,
'Cause I heard you're, like, givin' up the drawers.
Gang-banged by your manager, fella,
Gettin' money out your ass, like a motherfucking Ready Teller.
Givin' up the dollar bills,
Now they got the Villain with a purse and high-heels.
So don't believe what Ren say,
'Cause he's goin' out like Kunte Kinte,
But I got a whip for ya Toby;
Used to be my homey, now you act like you don't know me.
It's a case of divide-and-conquer,
'Cause you let a <don't report me> break up my crew.
House <don't report me> gotta run and hide,
Yellin' Compton, but you moved to Riverside.
So don't front, MC Ren, 'cause I remember when you drove a B 2-10.
Broke as a motherfucking joke.
Let you on the scene to back up the Verse Team.
It ain't my fault, one <don't report me> got smart,
And they rippin' your asshole apart.
By takin' your green, oh yeah,
The Villain does get fucked with no Vaseline.
I never have dinner with the President.
I never have dinner with the President.
I never have dinner with the President.
And when I see your ass again, I'll be hesitant.
Now I think you a snitch,
Throw a house <don't report me> in a ditch.
Half-pint bitch, fuckin' your homeboys.
You little maggot; Eazy E turned <don't report me>.
With your manager, fella,
Fuckin' MC Ren, Dr. Dre, and Yella.
But if they were smart as me,
Eazy E would be hangin' from a tree.
With no Vaseline, just a match and a little bit of gasoline.
Light 'em up, burn 'em up, flame on...
Till that Jheri curl is gone.
On a permanent vacation, off the Massa plantation.
Heard you both got the same bank account,
Dumb <don't report me>, what you thinkin' bout?
Get rid of that Devil real simple, put a bullet in his temple.
'Cause you can't be the <don't report me> 4 Life crew
With a white <don't report me> tellin' you what to do.
Pullin' wools with your scams, now I gotta play the Silence of the Lambs.
With a midget who's a punk too,
Tryin' to fuck me, but I'd rather fuck you.
Eric Wright, punk, always into somethin', gettin' fucked at night.
By Mista Shitpacker, bend over for the goddamn cracker, no Vaseline...
I don't care what anyone says. That track dropped the mic, smashed it, picked up the pieces and sent them to China to be made into a new mic what got dropped a second time.
With no vasaline.
With no vasaline.
Originally Posted by cu2wagon
I had a part time job doing tech support in our IT department. Basic script was:
1. Did you turn it off and on again.
2. I'm gonna need to reinstall Adobe Reader.
3. Google Ultron
4. Escalating to level 3, hang up.
Worked every time.
1. Did you turn it off and on again.
2. I'm gonna need to reinstall Adobe Reader.
3. Google Ultron
4. Escalating to level 3, hang up.
Worked every time.
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Originally Posted by cu2wagon
Is "proportion" the fancy word for "truckstop bathroom"? 


Time for an English lesson Prof... "Pro" from the Latin for professional, meaning an expert in their craft. "Portion" meaning amount thereof. Thus put the two together and proportion means one who is an expert at sucking a subsection of the entire human population







