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Lench Mob


Outlawz

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Hallo semuanya, yang ingin gabung bersama kami bisa baca beberapa rules OOC yg tertera di page pertama dan minimal kalian tau basic dari roleplay faction ini, terimakasih!

 

*untuk yg belom dapet skin mod bisa pm forum saya*

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Starting new shit

Terrance walks his way towards East Block Studio (His cousin studio).

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Rap Lyrics : 
My life is trapped in these lines, that's why I'm packin' these nines
I gotta rap I ain't dyin', that's in the back on my mind
Got a strap made of iron, can't relax on this grind
Bendin' over backwards for these slackers til I'm snappin' my spine
Naturally, I gotta focus on these bogus poachers
Lookin' over my shoulder, Lamron get it poppin' like shoulder
Hold up
(We nothin' but soldiers),
slow up
(This gun is loaded)
Roll up
(They beef and we leavin' 'em coked up)
If my niggas say it I spray it, if they will it I kill it
We Kilpatrick and Ilitch of Los Santos, y'all can feel it
Got this gun on my wasteline, and woah we don't waste time
Gaps, man they can't take a punch and my niggas can take nine
We got School Craft here at the 7, 8, and Dexter
I'm up in Holly, spendin' dollas, ain't feelin' no pressure
Yes sir, your texture is bitch, betcha ya flinch
When Lamron shoot up they coup, and waste your whole clique
Fuck it who's next on this shit, this is prefrence to bitch
When you preface to stiffen slugs enter your wig
You'll be next to BIG, Pac is destiny kid
Before ya lead get popped, stop testin' me bitch

I ain't feel no games, homie don't even try
We ain't bowin' down to no one we gon' start a riot (yeah)
Heart of fire, soul of ice, roll the dice, see what you get
No advice, all my life I ain't leavin' in this bitch
I'm a man, more I'm holdin' my ground
To loadin' these rounds, at any call approachin' my ground (blah)
I'm a kid but grimey, nothin' but killas
And behind me, I'm a bully fully cuz your team is tiny
If I was to crush 'em, got to say these Bibles are nothin'
This rifle on clutches to leave you stifled on crutches
I fight for my cousins that ain't even related
Even I stated, not from life I leave you bleedin' and faded
Hatin' made in my nature, I'm clappin' and clackin' your captain
Smackin' faggots and act as a rapper with platinum status, ya livin'
Flappin' 'em slappin' 'em backwards
After these rappers' status
To shadders, knowin' Lamron and that Mobss has gathered an army
It's Lench Mob bandatas
After rest the game is won, who in the matters get blamed fast with brain damage
The name that some forgot, Lench Mob, it ain't hard to feel, guard ya grill, it's REAL!

 

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