Hope you enjoy this wonderful video that I put together. This is the death of the
Flashy Gang. I got so much dirt on these guys, all
100% fact, they have no chance of a comeback.
Download Link:
http://hulkshare.com/nnacdd79brw8
RIP Flashy Gang.
Lyrics:
[
Verse 1:
Josh's roast]
One hitter quitter, fuck this nigga
Say you smoke fat,
I'll eatchu for dinner
Chipmunk soundin, little faggot ass bitch
You don't get pussy, just straight fat dick
10 seconds in, then you gotta quit
I bet he's askin, when will this end?
One word Josh, Chlamydia
Now is reality, finally hittin ya?
How did you even get it, I wanna know
Cradle robbin faggot, with a fuckin jew fro
Bushy ass eyebrows, cradle robbin hoe
She was in
8th grade, there's a low blow
With your fat nipples, and stolen clothes
Bitin
Mac Miller, but still no flow
I'm fuckin finished, you little ass toddler
I killed this faggot, by the name of
Josh Roberts
[Verse 2: Keaton's roast]
Okay boys, we got a fuckin martian
By the very end, the faggot will be barfin
You wear make up, that strikes as gay
You take it up the ass, from the nigga
Mike Jay
Wearin girl jeans, that's more evidence
No matter what, you were never clever kid
All of your shit, is hella irrelevant
Murdered him when, the god damn treble hit
I heard your mom, still does your hair
I can say shit, and watch him not care
So I'll lay it out, for the bitch right there
I bet you still wear, spiderman underwear
Me and
FNA, punked this dyke kid
Had him record, he sounded like shit
He smoked us out, that's about it
We used you bitch, get used to it kid
[Verse 3: Mike Jay's roast]
You look like a camel, nigga whats up
You get smacked up, back the fuck up
He's like
Michael Jackson, with his toys
But he likes little girls, not little boys
All your crew does is, make a little noise
Your not about action, just about voice
Got your ass beat, by
James Wofford
This motherfucker, dresses all awkward
He heard me rap, then made me an offer
Turned the bitch down, you motherfuckin stalker
Get the fuck out, and draw some cartoons
Oh wait that's right, you already do
With no swag, what path will you choose
Fuckin all the sloos, instead of good poon?
Call it
Vietnam, but it's my last bomb
You all shoulda stopped, when the first got tossed
- published: 12 Jan 2012
- views: 11588