Which song did Wayne spit the hardest on: Fly In, Carter II, Fly Out???

[StoneColdMikey]

God damn. idk which one too vote for.

 

[KingJamal]

I gotta go with "Fly In"

I'm so 5-0-4 you got to kill me here

If you ever looking for me bitch I will be here

Cash Money is an army navy seal me here

Lot of niggaz ran from it but I'll still be here

No chrome on the continental I'm so fundamental

Crack the phill' crack the roof and roll up the window

And my hood love me they tell me bring it home

Thats why I holla Hollygrove on each and every song

You leaping at a dog a dog wit no bark

Just a bite like an old shark

And all you rich niggas know Pa

I'm talking 'bout stunna

He like keep ya dough he got ya whole when the

Sunshines on the king and sets on the prince

I met the birdman and I been shining ever since like that

 

[KingJamal]

God damn. idk which one too vote for.

It's a damn shame what he turned into smh

If only he didn't get kidnapped by aliens and replaced by some other guy

 

[lookdude]

Niggas on here will listen to this and still say Wayne was always garbage lol

 

[KingJamal]

Niggas on here will listen to this and still say Wayne was always garbage lol

Naw I don't think they will

 

[StoneColdMikey]

Ima go with Outro.

 

[StoneColdMikey]

God damn. idk which one too vote for.

It's a damn shame what he turned into smh

If only he didn't lose didn't get kidnapped by aliens and replaced by some other guy

lol thats true

 

[KingJamal]

Niggas on here will listen to this and still say Wayne was always garbage lol

U know maybe ur right cuz its only 3 votes right now lol

 

[lookdude]

Fly in easily though

They call me Mr. Carter I kissed the daughter

Of the dead's forehead I killed the father

Spilled the heart of a mildew hater

I will put them body on chill like glaciers

Gracias I'm crazy yes it's obvious

Going against me is atheist

I got my angels on my shoulders and a quarter of that angel dust

 

[trACE_evidence]

God damn. idk which one too vote for.

It's a damn shame what he turned into smh

co-sizzle

 

[CJ]

Sad what's happened to this nigga

 

[t_m_a_c_f_a_n73088]

Fly in, damn wayne was that dude. Now weezy outchea leavin niggas dead in the living room..

 

[KingJamal]

Sad what's happened to this nigga

It really is smh

 

[1of1]

Photo phobia no Kodak moments feds walls wit my pictures on 'em nah

I ain't even in the school yearbook I don't do too much posin' got a cool killa look

Career crook get ya career took

IDK I'd have to relisten first.

 

[FyHunnit]

Don't do too much posin got a cold killer look

 

[dallas' 4 eva]

The Mobb

 

[Bcotton5]

Photo phobia no Kodak moments feds walls wit my pictures on 'em nah

I ain't even in the school yearbook I don't do too much posin' got a cool killa look

Career crook get ya career took

IDK I'd have to relisten first.

lol was just gonna post this

 

[Bcotton5]

Don't do too much posin got a cold killer look

 

[Bcotton5]

Don't do too much posin got a cold killer look

 

[xxCivicxx]

The chalk's only for the art homie

How they trace ya after I erase ya

Look around, we at war and you still in preparation

I'm riding for them reparations, no patience

Slow paper is better than no paper

Fast money don't last too long, you gotta pace it

You gotta know that paper

If you got it from a caper, gotta blow that paper

Gotta know that

But I think I gotta go with

They call me Mr. Carter, I kissed the daughter

Of the dead's forehead. I killed the father

Spilled the heart of a mildew hater, I will

Put they body on chill like gla-ciers

Gracias: I'm crazy, yes, it's obvious

Going against me is atheist

I got my angels on my shoulders and a quarter of that angel dust

I ain't sniffing, I'm just pitching, your honor, I ain't snitching, your honor

Hate "bitch niggas": bitches with power

Vacate when the kitchen get hotter

I just sit on the counter, open the cabinet, close the cupboard

Put that jar in the skillet, drop a 4 in the bubbles

I remember being young, trying to hustle my dope

Trying to tell the old junkies that my crack ain't soap

Trying to tell you 'fore you jump that my Mack ain't broke

You ain't trying to see how far that black backlane go

No! Call me Pac-Man, your ghosts is blue

I got my red river rubies and my ocean blue

Jewelry, usually I'm a hooligan for the money

Yeah I'm eating but I got a tapeworm in my tummy oh

Make harm and I bomb you in public

Hit you with the straight arm, no warning, nothing

Look, it's morning no yawning or nothing

I ain't sleep and I'm up trying to take a nigga lunch