Monday, January 31, 2011

Funny shit: Ghostface on Wiz Khalifa's "Roll Up"


Ayo whattup, this Deini the Wally Champ namsayin’ aka Stapleton’s Finest. Ayo I ain’t really got no problems wit the nigga Wizz Kalifrah nahmeans. Matter fact I ain’t really know who the nigga was ‘til bout 5 minutes ago and shit namsayin’. But yo jus so I ain’t step on this nigga toes or nothin’ like that.. cause the god sincerely wish the little nigga the utmost success and alla that but yo I’ma hafta keep it really 100 wit y’alls. This Roll Up shit kinda soft namsayin’. By that a nigga mean you could probably rock a cryin’ baby to sleep wit this shit nahmeans. This some shit for the nurseries and shit namsayin’. Ayo a nigga listen to this shit at the wrong time and he liable to start hangin’ one them posters wit the little babies dressed like animals and vegetables and shit on they walls. A nigga might go cop one them calendars wit the kittens dressed up like they firemen and hang that shit in the hallway namsayin’. Ayo this shit be like the shit y’all hear in Calgon commercials and shit. Shit sounds like it was produced by muthafuckin’ Yanni or some shit. Nigga soundin’ like he gon’ get muthafuckin Enya and Barbra Streisand to jump on the remix and shit. This like some shit they play in the room when bitches be givin birth and shit. What niggas supposed to do with this shit, light candles and soak in a tub by they fuckin selves and shit? Nahmeans. Bitches gon’ think they can slap a nigga around if they hear a nigga knockin this shit voluntarily and shit. Word bond. A nigga gon’ grow titties listenin’ to this kinds a shit. Ayo muthafuckin Lubriderm called and wanna know if they can bottle ya soft ass song nigga. Muthafuckin’ Hostess wanna know if they can use ya soft ass song to fill Twinkies and shit. Fuck outta here wit this shit nigga. Ayo word bond Staten island niggas don’t play this shit son nahmeans. Word. Ayo we punch the sidewalk when we happy nigga. That’s a good day nigga! Ayo we eat broken glass when we in a good mood nigga! That’s real talk. Niggas be shootin’ at each other when we be sayin hi to each other to keep niggas sharp. We test each others reflexes and keep niggas on they toes and shit nahmeans! That’s love nigga. That’s real family values muthafucka! Y’all soft serve niggas dont know nothin’ bout that. This some shit for niggas to braid they other niggas hair to. Word. Aight peace

lmao classic Ghost

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