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5th gear P1 v's new scoob



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  UR R26R.5, VW Golf R
Mic check check, one two
hey Scutch, What ya gonna do
When my wheelchair bound nan overtakes you

I'd be parked up, cracked up.
Whats she gonna do?
She'd be flamed, fo'show, picking up her Giro. Yo.
She knows the score, she'd best not try it
I'd leave her for dust, the rear would be lit
Last time she got whacked, I was spitting a flame
Tell her to stay at home, the Stoopid dame.

Respek.
 
Mic check check, one two
hey Scutch, What ya gonna do
When my wheelchair bound nan overtakes you

I'd be parked up, cracked up.
Whats she gonna do?
She'd be flamed, fo'show, picking up her Giro. Yo.
She knows the score, she'd best not try it
I'd leave her for dust, the rear would be lit
Last time she got whacked, I was spitting a flame
Tell her to stay at home, the Stoopid dame.

Respek.

f**k you, your WR1 too
That's a pussy's shade of blue
And that big 5" jap exhaust looks poo
To have bought that you must have been sniffing glue
You're a little n4p its true
I will merk you and your scooby crew



Brrrap n tings.
 
  UR R26R.5, VW Golf R
I'd be parked up, cracked up.
Whats she gonna do?
She'd be flamed, fo'show, picking up her Giro. Yo.
She knows the score, she'd best not try it
I'd leave her for dust, the rear would be lit
Last time she got whacked, I was spitting a flame
Tell her to stay at home, the Stoopid dame.

Respek.

f**k you, your WR1 too
That's a pussy's shade of blue
And that big 5" jap exhaust looks poo
To have bought that you must have been sniffing glue
You're a little n4p its true
I will merk you and your scooby crew



Brrrap n tings.

That freestyle was whack, I couldnt wait for it to end
I got no wife, but you got a boyfriend
What you trying to do, go to battle with me?
I'll rip you infront of your crew like "it didnt happen to me!"
I'll get staight up in your face
WR1 about to blow the roof off this place
Its no mercy, so dont worry, I play dirty, I'll bleed you till you're burgundy. What?
Yo you cant hurt me, you cant see this with telescopic lenses
I'm crazy, like 20" rims on Mercedez Benz's
You dont think I can rap, you're callin' me black?
Yo whats up with that?
Your CSL belongs to the WR1 commitee
You're from Stockport but I straight run the city
Wave your hands up I dont care if your four or thirty
I'm ill like a sick metaphor
I got CS chanting WR1 like they want some more
Hold up your hands, wave them high
You gave a nice diss but it was a whack ass try
You cant fly with me. WR1 Ay?
Its a freestyle rap baby we dont play.
I come off the dome, like every day
Come at you both sides like a lesbian three way.

Wuddup?
 
f**k you, your WR1 too
That's a pussy's shade of blue
And that big 5" jap exhaust looks poo
To have bought that you must have been sniffing glue
You're a little n4p its true
I will merk you and your scooby crew



Brrrap n tings.

That freestyle was whack, I couldnt wait for it to end
I got no wife, but you got a boyfriend
What you trying to do, go to battle with me?
I'll rip you infront of your crew like "it didnt happen to me!"
I'll get staight up in your face
WR1 about to blow the roof off this place
Its no mercy, so dont worry, I play dirty, I'll bleed you till you're burgundy. What?
Yo you cant hurt me, you cant see this with telescopic lenses
I'm crazy, like 20" rims on Mercedez Benz's
You dont think I can rap, you're callin' me black?
Yo whats up with that?
Your CSL belongs to the WR1 commitee
You're from Stockport but I straight run the city
Wave your hands up I dont care if your four or thirty
I'm ill like a sick metaphor
I got CS chanting WR1 like they want some more
Hold up your hands, wave them high
You gave a nice diss but it was a whack ass try
You cant fly with me. WR1 Ay?
Its a freestyle rap baby we dont play.
I come off the dome, like every day
Come at you both sides like a lesbian three way.

Wuddup?


My neighbourhood's hot, f**k neighbourhood watch
out here you will get robbed for your chain and your watch
who cares if you got status or not
I heard you tried havin sex with my nanna
So I will catch you in your manner
might have to hold you up with a hammer
leave a few blood stains in your bandana
sayin you got a top car when you drive a banga
WR1 cannot be so hot, no one's chantin
Doesn't even go quick when your foots a'plantin
Face facts its a s**t car gonna need a new engine transplantin
And WTF @ your shitty cheap burbery cap
jus do yourself a favour and shut your trap
your bars are gash, they're fuckin crap
micning around, playin the bad boy with ya plastic strap
please, oh please stop TRYING TO RAP
haha, merkage, brap brap brap



WR1's... Get rid of em.


FLOL.
 
  UR R26R.5, VW Golf R
I rhyme raw with the killers and preditors who think they're competitors needing development
WR1 ripping the veterans. CSL backs down, shaking the lens
Listen to the flat four cos it straight up owns this hole
The heat that it exerts will make the sun seem cold
I move swiftly cos I'm monsterous, possibly the illest alive,
The WR1 is ready, intercepting nuclear arms!
There are no gimmicks, when my flow's splitting for minutes
Cos im phatter than an obese person with no fingers, I figured
Maybe you should lock yourself in a prison or be evicted
Cos I run you like a million sprinters
I hate to say that its luck, but I've just got the right stuff. Hangin' tough.
Look at you, you cant get enough.
I'm a cannibalistic dragon rolled into one person
While your the queer version of the 40 year old virgin.

Word life.
 
I rhyme raw with the killers and preditors who think they're competitors needing development
WR1 ripping the veterans. CSL backs down, shaking the lens
Listen to the flat four cos it straight up owns this hole
The heat that it exerts will make the sun seem cold
I move swiftly cos I'm monsterous, possibly the illest alive,
The WR1 is ready, intercepting nuclear arms!
There are no gimmicks, when my flow's splitting for minutes
Cos im phatter than an obese person with no fingers, I figured
Maybe you should lock yourself in a prison or be evicted
Cos I run you like a million sprinters
I hate to say that its luck, but I've just got the right stuff. Hangin' tough.
Look at you, you cant get enough.
I'm a cannibalistic dragon rolled into one person
While your the queer version of the 40 year old virgin.

Word life.

WR1 engine failure, thats standard
CSL straight six roaring, thats standard
I put a gun to your chest, thats standard
You can't touch me cos i roll with a bullet proof vest, thats standard
You can't role with the best
your s**tty blue scooby is no contest
There's only two hits in this fight:
Me hittin you, and you hittin the floor
Your rhymes are s**t so get out the door
Getting your shed to over a ton is a chore
f**king pile of w**k jap crap, power you need more
coming at you with da three point six
you never see an old man eatin a twix
That crappy blue mini bus don't get no chicks
so you get your birds in woolworths by the pick and mix
I will unleash hell with the CSL
I hit the streets like an artilary shell
Boy that s**t car of yours, you need to sell
What am I gonna have to do, to get through to you?
It's not 'Ollie' no more, it's 'dad' to you.


Brrrrap n tings.
 
  UR R26R.5, VW Golf R
I rhyme raw with the killers and preditors who think they're competitors needing development
WR1 ripping the veterans. CSL backs down, shaking the lens
Listen to the flat four cos it straight up owns this hole
The heat that it exerts will make the sun seem cold
I move swiftly cos I'm monsterous, possibly the illest alive,
The WR1 is ready, intercepting nuclear arms!
There are no gimmicks, when my flow's splitting for minutes
Cos im phatter than an obese person with no fingers, I figured
Maybe you should lock yourself in a prison or be evicted
Cos I run you like a million sprinters
I hate to say that its luck, but I've just got the right stuff. Hangin' tough.
Look at you, you cant get enough.
I'm a cannibalistic dragon rolled into one person
While your the queer version of the 40 year old virgin.

Word life.

WR1 engine failure, thats standard
CSL straight six roaring, thats standard
I put a gun to your chest, thats standard
You can't touch me cos i roll with a bullet proof vest, thats standard
You can't role with the best
your s**tty blue scooby is no contest
There's only two hits in this fight:
Me hittin you, and you hittin the floor
Your rhymes are s**t so get out the door
Getting your shed to over a ton is a chore
f**king pile of w**k jap crap, power you need more
coming at you with da three point six
you never see an old man eatin a twix
That crappy blue mini bus don't get no chicks
so you get your birds in woolworths by the pick and mix
I will unleash hell with the CSL
I hit the streets like an artilary shell
Boy that s**t car of yours, you need to sell
What am I gonna have to do, to get through to you?
It's not 'Ollie' no more, it's 'dad' to you.


Brrrrap n tings.


You'd think this idiot was born a trooper
Talkin like that but his car is a loser
Psh, so your text is savage? Leaves my chest damaged when you flex a hammer!?
Psh, you lying, rest the habbit! Yo check it faggot.
When You spittin weak words all through the night
All I see is a warrior balls deep full of fright
Where as I'm clipping fiends on the rise
WR1 takes the grand daddy prize.
I spit with precision, my drops make headlines like vital decisions
The Scooby wrecks tracks like trains done crashed
Dudes wanna play ball I play smash
I leave them chests nastily gashed
As I master flows with the ease of grand master flash, on hash
You're tryin to bash but i bang with tunes that deaf dudes hear in silencing rooms.
Your Beemer is whack, its as heavy as sin
The flat four is away as your traction kicks in.
It'll do 60 in 4 seconds flat
How will the Beemer keep up wid dat?
The Subaru juice is in your blood
Its been there since birth and all over your hood!
Trust me, when we look at ya'll we see sh*t, 'Eye-Doo/I-Do'
Your rappin is slow just like your car, yo! Gee.
Thats why its for sale, so you can buy a Spec C.

Scooby Doo.
 
Shh hut yuh muh and get out ma grill
You've got a girly little temper you need to chill
When I tell you this, we'll see you on road wars
Cos you cant handle the truth that my cars in fact LIGHTER than yours
So you'll be gunning it home like some gangsta with his outlaws
I role in comfort blasting my beats
To make your car faster you have to lower your rear seats
My cars got respect on theses streets
Yours only gets it at shitty chav meets
My cars a wild stallion it belongs in a ranch
Your arms are skinny like a twig, not a branch
I'll bury this whole game like an avalanche
To beat my car after a ton you will need some serious work
In the mean time I'll stick ma dick in your mums mouth and squirt
Who am I kidding you'll never be able to afford that cos your nothin more than an office clerk
Random fact, but when your mum found out i slept with your dad, she went BERSERK


zup zup zup
 

BIFCAIDS

ClioSport Club Member
  340i M-Sport & 182
BOW DOWN N KISS THE RING! (smashed glass) DOG THEM RYHMS WERE SICK! TIM WESTCOUNTRY!!!!!!
 

Christopher

ClioSport Club Member
  Z4M
almost wee'd at that one...

WR1 engine failure, thats standard
CSL straight six roaring, thats standard
I put a gun to your chest, thats standard
You can't touch me cos i roll with a bullet proof vest, thats standard
You can't role with the best
your s**tty blue scooby is no contest
There's only two hits in this fight:
Me hittin you, and you hittin the floor
Your rhymes are s**t so get out the door
Getting your shed to over a ton is a chore
f**king pile of w**k jap crap, power you need more
coming at you with da three point six
you never see an old man eatin a twix
That crappy blue mini bus don't get no chicks
so you get your birds in woolworths by the pick and mix
I will unleash hell with the CSL
I hit the streets like an artilary shell
Boy that s**t car of yours, you need to sell
What am I gonna have to do, to get through to you?
It's not 'Ollie' no more, it's 'dad' to you.
 
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  UR R26R.5, VW Golf R
Flat 4 Know da score!

:)

Rhymes so good, deserve an encore.

Mic check check, one two
hey Scutch, What ya gonna do
When my wheelchair bound nan overtakes you

I'd be parked up, cracked up.
Whats she gonna do?
She'd be flamed, fo'show, picking up her Giro. Yo.
She knows the score, she'd best not try it
I'd leave her for dust, the rear would be lit
Last time she got whacked, I was spitting a flame
Tell her to stay at home, the Stoopid dame.

Respek.

f**k you, your WR1 too
That's a pussy's shade of blue
And that big 5" jap exhaust looks poo
To have bought that you must have been sniffing glue
You're a little n4p its true
I will merk you and your scooby crew



Brrrap n tings.

That freestyle was whack, I couldnt wait for it to end
I got no wife, but you got a boyfriend
What you trying to do, go to battle with me?
I'll rip you infront of your crew like "it didnt happen to me!"
I'll get staight up in your face
WR1 about to blow the roof off this place
Its no mercy, so dont worry, I play dirty, I'll bleed you till you're burgundy. What?
Yo you cant hurt me, you cant see this with telescopic lenses
I'm crazy, like 20" rims on Mercedez Benz's
You dont think I can rap, you're callin' me black?
Yo whats up with that?
Your CSL belongs to the WR1 commitee
You're from Stockport but I straight run the city
Wave your hands up I dont care if your four or thirty
I'm ill like a sick metaphor
I got CS chanting WR1 like they want some more
Hold up your hands, wave them high
You gave a nice diss but it was a whack ass try
You cant fly with me. WR1 Ay?
Its a freestyle rap baby we dont play.
I come off the dome, like every day
Come at you both sides like a lesbian three way.

Wuddup?


My neighbourhood's hot, f**k neighbourhood watch
out here you will get robbed for your chain and your watch
who cares if you got status or not
I heard you tried havin sex with my nanna
So I will catch you in your manner
might have to hold you up with a hammer
leave a few blood stains in your bandana
sayin you got a top car when you drive a banga
WR1 cannot be so hot, no one's chantin
Doesn't even go quick when your foots a'plantin
Face facts its a s**t car gonna need a new engine transplantin
And WTF @ your s**tty cheap burbery cap
jus do yourself a favour and shut your trap
your bars are gash, they're f**kin crap
micning around, playin the bad boy with ya plastic strap
please, oh please stop TRYING TO RAP
haha, merkage, brap brap brap



WR1's... Get rid of em.


FLOL.

I rhyme raw with the killers and preditors who think they're competitors needing development
WR1 ripping the veterans. CSL backs down, shaking the lens
Listen to the flat four cos it straight up owns this hole
The heat that it exerts will make the sun seem cold
I move swiftly cos I'm monsterous, possibly the illest alive,
The WR1 is ready, intercepting nuclear arms!
There are no gimmicks, when my flow's splitting for minutes
Cos im phatter than an obese person with no fingers, I figured
Maybe you should lock yourself in a prison or be evicted
Cos I run you like a million sprinters
I hate to say that its luck, but I've just got the right stuff. Hangin' tough.
Look at you, you cant get enough.
I'm a cannibalistic dragon rolled into one person
While your the queer version of the 40 year old virgin.

Word life.

WR1 engine failure, thats standard
CSL straight six roaring, thats standard
I put a gun to your chest, thats standard
You can't touch me cos i roll with a bullet proof vest, thats standard
You can't role with the best
your s**tty blue scooby is no contest
There's only two hits in this fight:
Me hittin you, and you hittin the floor
Your rhymes are s**t so get out the door
Getting your shed to over a ton is a chore
f**king pile of w**k jap crap, power you need more
coming at you with da three point six
you never see an old man eatin a twix
That crappy blue mini bus don't get no chicks
so you get your birds in woolworths by the pick and mix
I will unleash hell with the CSL
I hit the streets like an artilary shell
Boy that s**t car of yours, you need to sell
What am I gonna have to do, to get through to you?
It's not 'Ollie' no more, it's 'dad' to you.


Brrrrap n tings.

Shh hut yuh muh and get out ma grill
You've got a girly little temper you need to chill
When I tell you this, we'll see you on road wars
Cos you cant handle the truth that my cars in fact LIGHTER than yours
So you'll be gunning it home like some gangsta with his outlaws
I role in comfort blasting my beats
To make your car faster you have to lower your rear seats
My cars got respect on theses streets
Yours only gets it at s**tty chav meets
My cars a wild stallion it belongs in a ranch
Your arms are skinny like a twig, not a branch
I'll bury this whole game like an avalanche
To beat my car after a ton you will need some serious work
In the mean time I'll stick ma dick in your mums mouth and squirt
Who am I kidding you'll never be able to afford that cos your nothin more than an office clerk
Random fact, but when your mum found out i slept with your dad, she went BERSERK


zup zup zup

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