Hunter - Rais in Idlewood [Purple Side Recordz](UPDATE SONG !!)

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[intro]
Ehe,ehe,ehe,ehe,ehe
Idlewood my city maaann
Born and raised baby
Yo I decide this jam to all
the single homies
Raisin',men I know it's hard
Let 'em know how I did it

[Lyrics 1]
I sell drugs with thugs
Hittin' licks of tricks
Workin' two jobs an deala and a
pimp
Homie's beggin' me to stop everyday
So scared me for walk ? Memory
lane
But nigga' don' worry my teck protect
well
I told ya one day I gona do that shit
But my heart broke from the
start
Since the day my best friend died
when I was seven in the hood
So I wrote the book
How Smokey hoes and kick doors
And if I kill well than that's just
how shit goes
Pull yo strap
What am I
supposed to sweat
This third time
today that I come
close to death

[Chours]
Idlewood,Idlewood
The city of dreams
Where we creep throught the
hood
And we serve them dope
fiends
Idlewood
The shit don't stop
Roll rental cars
And we keep the glock clocks
Idlewood
The city of dreams
Where we creep throught the hood
And we serve them dope fiends
Idlewood
The shit don't stop
Roll rental cars
And we keep the glock clocks

[Lyrics 2]
Set 'em up
Wet 'em up
Etceteras
Tell ya' treasura
Empty the regista
Shit serious
I'll give you life a perioud
Well here is The kid with
experience
Don't start shit
Mistake me for an artist
Flash in the dark
Someone tell 'em where his heart is
Blue light
Who die?
Tonight
Maybe over two dice
Maybe cause he blew fry
On top of ya'
With the Hillwood Mafia
Hard hittin' hustlas
Beat the draws of ya
Knowledge
While my shit be
flawles
Dope House Records
step into my office

[Chours]
Idlewood,Idlewood
The City of dreams
Where we creep thorught the hood
And we serve them dope fiends
Idlewood
The shit don't stop
Roll rental cars
And we keep the glock clocks
Idlewood
The city of dreams
Where we creep throught the
hood
And we serve them dope
fiends
Idlewood
The shit don't stop
Roll rental cars
And we keep the glock clocks

[Lyrics 3]
Jackin' jaws
I'm packin' balls
Smoke and split
I give mo' gifts than Santa Clause
Wit a cold forty-ounce and a sack of
hay
Chug a lug for the idlewood thugs who done
passed away
Mista da Masta Idlewood O.G
Maniac
Competition
You muthafuckas make me laugh
You a bitch if you hatin' on my
Houton hits
I fight devil like you wit a crucifix
Shoot the shit
With a shotty
Shake your body
Gun Kung Fu
Mixed with AK karate
I'm sorry but you
the past like Atari
As I smoke like
Moly
Stay Black like
Smokey

[Chours]
Idlewood,Idlewood
The City of dreams
Where we creep throught the hood
And we serve them dope fiends
Idlewood
This shit don't stop
Roll rental cars
And we keep the glock clocks
Idlewood
The City of dreams
Where we creep throught the
hood
And we serve them dope
fiends
Idlewood
This shit don't stop
Roll rental cars
And we keep the glock clocks

*[FYB]Smokey_ turns on the radio beside him*
*[FYB]Smokey_ notices Hunter's voice then he smile nodding his head up and down
[FYB]Smokey_: Tight Song!!

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*Roccet bends down and turns on the radio, standing back up.*
*Radio is now turned on.*
*Roccet flicks through the songs then stops.*
*Song is Rais In Idlewood by Hunter.*
*Roccet listens to it carefully untill it finishes, nodding twice.*
*Song finished.*
[FYB]Paul[PSR]: Damn foo', dis' nigga' is good!

(( to bad he snitched Sad

))

Known Player Posts : 133

*Clutch, perched on the concrete steps in front of JD's house in Jefferson, switches on a nearby boombox.*
*DJ: We 'bout to take y'all down to Idlewood for a little South Side style! This next track's new from Hunter; "Rais In Idlewood." Only on G'D Up FM!*
*Clutch listens intently as the song plays over the boombox's speakers.*
Clutch: Damn, this shit is the bomb! I'ma hafta' head down to da' Base Five 'an get back on my grind, catch up wid' all the work PSR puttin' in...
*Clutch bristles, jogging toward a Tahoma parked on the street corner.*

V.I.P Posts : 1500

*Peanutt turns on radio from boombox.
*Peanutt notices to the song.
*[SBF]Peanutt: What the hell is this ?!!
*Peanutt sighs load and shakes his head.
*Peanutt convey his hand near off switch and turns radio off.

Moderator Posts : 1102

*[TDF]Meebo turns the boombox on and switches to G'D Up Radio,listening to the song.*
*The Song Finishes*
[TDF]Meebo:What the fuck is this shit?!This "rap" shit got no rhymes and no sense.Since when these niggaz allow shit songs on famous radios like G'D Up?Let's hope the next one's better.
*Next Song comes in after the advertisment*

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/me turns on the radio listening
Spydaa: this is shit
/me turns off the radio

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