URLtv, Fonz, Ave, K-Shine, Lu Castro - Lu Castro & K-Shine vs. Ave & Fonz lyrics

Pier pressure, test my gangsta
You wouldn't dare (Dear) Slim, 'Stan' letter
You? Gonna be just like him, missin' Roc (k)
Whip the pot
Chopper, with the light shining on it
Like a car chase
Blood spill rojo, that's the color oh no no
Expose his brains right off the
Top see Mojo JoJo
Hop out the whip the Camry stall
I'm 'bout to gun slap dawg
Even if the pistol you hand me loaded
Hop out, and w (h) ack MC's Danny's slogan
You talkin' all this Martin shit
You forgot about the Tommy in the closet
How you go from Martin shit
To Next Friday shit?
You niggas 'bout to do all
That punchin' and still lose
It was all for nothin'
Hey that nigga Fonz caught- won that 25K


Yellow tape after I grip the mag'
Whip the pot, now I'm with Shine
Cause, I been got him out the way
It ain't nothin' to let a Sig' clap you
The hands will do numbers with Blood
Actin' like you aggressive, it's a shame
Cause one swing you'll be
Sleep where you stand
Thorough nigga, I did what I had to do
So I ain't worried 'bout a clash witchu
Cause if I have to shoot
Then it's Mortal Kombat
It's gonna start with a 'Fatality' and
End with a nigga draggin' Lu (Dragon Liu)
Yeah, let the fish burn the
Professor like Higher Learning

All this flexin' and poppin' out flags
I guarantee you if we box they outclassed
I'm puttin' Three Stacks on that Big Boi
Cause he actin' like he really a savage
Read (red) your background, the bitch in Twork (twerk) shadow
Lu demeanor is jewelry cleaner
But why be lame
But he pussy he won't throw me the fade
That's why I got the machine
Sweeping Shine like Rosie the maid
Hit him from the cash to the Clippers
I'll Tyron Lu (e)
So if you don't wanna be dragged
Better escape Cas' (cash)
Nigga I can make a smile outta
Op' like an IHOP sign
Haul ass, think it's all gas 'til we
Circle K wit' a pump then it's Kyrie symbol
Sons, eight in the center, that's on point
You know I'm on that spazzin' shit Ave
You might have some extra cake
So the ruler gon' learn what
An extreme measure meant (measurement)
Full clip with the beam
You niggas feelin' froggy then hoe ribbit
So you can get beat boxin' with The Ruler
Y'all the Get Fresh Crew
Cause you don't got Common Sense thinkin'
You Gravy in that Barbershop 2 (too)
Wait, let's choose
Heads electrocute him 'til he fry
Cause either he get the volts (votes)
Is you shittin' me?
And I snapped too literally
He would rap dumb long he would freestyle
It was a whole different type of energy

It's to a point where I be rappin'
I don't even look at that
Nigga and he mimic me
Like, shit be crazy bro like
Lu Castro is mimicking Shine
In the background we got Flashback
Two 80's next to Ave like the
Highway on the Maps app
You talkin' to the Zipper
Like with the backpack
Black strap and the whole baby
Metal like Jack Jack but, I can match that
Stand on the six stand on the sixteen
Stand on the sixteen like blackj-
I'll park park this pussy, like a Hellcat
Shell step, spend all night on Ave like I
Ain't make a sell yet
I see what you vet niggas be doin'
But us new niggas be trippin'
Get hit with a Smith &
Cause if I whip across Ave
I got whatever you need
In abundance like Costco's
How it feel to be in the
Face of the lord? God knows
That shit y'all call dancin'
Nigga that's that "it" factor
That got y'all confused
Fo'-five, checkin' yo' bitch ass out
Like unc' at the barbeque
Ain't we lucky we got 'em
I make the Landlord ain't good for nothin'
Marti gras, flash on Ave, fade away
This gon' be the biggest fuckin' clip
Since 50 Shades Of Gray
45, but it sound like a baby like Michel'le
Raise Fonz like that ma- I
Am not the one Shine
You don't know what niggas been through
Ashley's students
This one's for the big ratchet
Stick clappin'
And only you niggas'll get it, like pig latin
I got it in high school
Never use it again like geometry
You tell us that you left the Cave just
To tell us that y'all all peeps?
You niggas only link cause y'all fat
And y'all mutual interest in food
Y'all is not bros boy, I'll fuck Ave up like
This whole street got potholes
Two tone blickies, this shit a man ender
Throat shot, hold his neck
"calling command center"
Aimed at a target, knocked his man off
Ave like "chill!" boom! Shot his hand off
Fonz where you goin'? Start to ran off
Hold on, real quick
This is my first time with 2 on 2's
So as you can see I'm still
Tryin' to figure the recipe
Like everybody's done this shit except for me
So cool out with the pressure, sheesh
Or this gon' be like, White Men Can't Jump
Yeah, you win this 2 on 2
And yo' bitch in Jeopardy

Beam on a burner, attachments on the TECs
(texts) , that's picture mail
Protractor, I put a half moon on a ruler
Then it Dawn'ed on me
Put Shine through a window like
"License and registration please, "
Ain't you from the Bronx? Nigga
You can be eXecuted
Cause, I'll put Blood in the water
Then let the Shark kill him
Wait, drama? You really think I'm
Bothered with these jerks?
Tell 'em, "pull up"
We got enough ammo to leave 'em murked
When they see how many
Bullets this clip disperse
Cause he gon' still get it first
So that's a dub, Ebony from Player's Club
Yo Nate Dogg you got your blick
Witchu? What you brung down low?
This the type shit that we scheme on
Run up in these geek's home
Hammer's grippin'
Cause comin' from where I'm from
I gotta leave with Anthony Hamilton
Two hammers stretch him, bottom line
Nigga we gon' stream the whole funeral
Even put the wake up on Caffeine
Cause you gonna end up in
The cuff for this lame
You know they love him the same
Soon as they offered the deal
We can wrestle or whatever
I wanna see how brute is the barber
Take it farther, and this bitch jaw breakin'
And come through and scoop 'em
I don't mind we can send shots if y'all want
If he still choose to brawl
Let's get some loot involved
Real nigga, ain't nobody shook around me
One hook bro that took massive skill
I ain't worried 'bout this guy, Lu a joke
Cause his threats we don't believe
He wild strong? I'll chin check
As a strength tester

Bitch never
But, you know what'll get rid of a demon?
Y'all niggas think y'all on
Some Supernatural shit?
Boy that's cap, we don't jack it a bit
I'll find his Skinny Black ass
And 'Whoop Dat Trick'
Y'all get it confused sometimes
The Bronx nigga play crazy?
Fuck around and make the Sig' blast
I've been waitin' to put the beats on
I'd done did this free verse Cas'
Cause y'all think he's wild strong
But he full of shit really
Fuck is wrong wit' y'all niggas
Y'all niggas don't give me that vibe
Like y'all been in them
Scuffles and team brawls
Walked in the spot and was the first
To pop cause the vibe seem off
Everybody fightin', y'all hidin', frail
Scary i done been in them
Scraps where everybody run
In the fade like a Hail Mary
I'll pop a bitch yoke a bitch
Shoot for his Nugget Jokić
Where's my money Nathan? Is Wayne Brady
Gonna have to choke a bitch?
I'll follow Ave down the ave
I'm just keepin' it thug
If he got a passenger, it's a massacre
Whip leakin' wit' blood
Where ever his car go
(escargot) , somebody eatin' a slug
You thought I forgot about you?
Let me catch Fonz car creepin'
100 shots, more holes
(hoes) than All-Star Weekend
He hit the gas and it blast
It's still in drive when it rip
I whips the pot
But, you? Gon' be ghost ridin' the whip

I will really put you on a
And have this bitch sleepin'
With the Landlord
You ain't never seen these type of X videos
(xvideos) before what we on?
You look like a nigga I would murder
Try somethin'
I'm frying his nose "Welcome to Good Burger"
I'm Ed wit' it, headshot, his leg twitchin'
Peakin' over my own shoulder on Ave
Like the Feds listenin' dead sickenin'
One bad game got y'all niggas bein' stupid
Jerry Heller, I'll turn Eazy roofless
(RuthlessHey Arnold you're always gon'
Be a couple
Steps away from Ave like stoop kids
Til it's the end of the road and
Ave ain't lead him to nothin'
Cause in the end
(Indian) a bitch gettin' lost in the rath
But until I drop somethin' I'm not dippin'
He like, "Bro relax" But, it's up
It's not no goin' back i'm around ya hood
Let off a round in ya hood
This how the coldest act
They like, "Lu ya learnin'
You can't punch in box" Fuck
Is y'all? Uma Thurman? Ladder, to ya neck
Like a Rock 'Em Sock 'Em robot
I ain't no rookie, I'm from the middle class
Aye, not too shabby Ave
Aye Ave meet these ring things
You'll hear a loud crash
The way I came across Ave with 380's
(three 80's) , I earned a Scout badge
But, I said, "I'll catch him at his job
Fuck if his co-workers see"
I'll hop out, mask down
Fear consume the witness
Capsule Corp, I'll pop trunks and boom a
(Bulma) business
But then you was on the phone
Wit' me listening to my DNA
Material and was goin' crazy when
I was sayin' the shit niggas ain't
The nigga named "Ave" always
Run into another one don't get me pissed
It's a 40 wit' a drum
You wore that apron at NOME and
I said that shit was ass
Call me when you done a 40 finna dump
I'll give all these niggas one
Oh you a chef now? I'll put Chef Fonz
On the wall like Employee Of The Month

Zip 'em up for instance
They said you was runnin' 'round
With them girl boys
Damn Shine what's your issue dawg?
This shit be comin' a circus
Cause if he the strong man then you fortune
Teller cause you was runnin' on crystal ball-
This the shit that got me pissed
Cause it's a lot of women in the mix
And we know how this theme go
If you see a girl, gamer
But stay away from the chicks with the sticks
Nigga you DNA's bitch
I'll let this shit rip until they all dead
Ms cleo
I'll smack a sidekick 'til the palm's read
(red) yeah I called you out
And you ain't wanna take the shit
That's why I ain't finna play with bitch
Eddie Murphy
I'ma catch him on a Harlem Night
And I'ma make it quick
Nah, switch the scheme
More like Semmi and Prince Akeem
Cause niggas used to mop the floor with you
Until you met that bitch from Queens
Fuck you mean?

Motion sensor, nigga we ain't see Shine 'til
He made the move
So why the fuck you playin' crazy dude?
Come to me talkin' that spice
I'll show you what a grenade'll do
He gon' slide up like a dancer
Got amazin' moves i'ma thrash this nigga
Smack done put a price on the Blood
It's a plasma center y'all gas this nigga
Like who the fuck told you you was that?
You let Daniel son
(Daniel-san) you when you should've been
Focused on yo' craft
Spent all them nights in the Dojo just for
Me to put a Kobra on ya back
That's why I told him to relax
With that tough guy act real shit nigga
They say Shine got enough fight and decided
To bite instead of hit a nigga
So you mean to tell me that he cool
Wit' the X and still bit a (bitter) nigga?
This'll split a nigga
But, I go direct wit' a toolie
And you know this western a beauty
These bullets will go in you
And come out Shine
(outshine) , Lu, like the rest of the Goonies
No respect for a fool
I don't give a fuck who told you you late
And bitch you know what it is
You see the names on this card?
It's like Smack proof readin' cause New Era's
(errors) all over this bitch
And boy you know you ain't shit
A non factor
I ain't gotta blast this chrome shotty
Me worried 'bout him? Nah, independent film
Cas' (cast) a nobody
I don't give a fuck if you from BX nigga
You can be next nigga this big boy shit
You gon' need at least 3X niggas

Let me talk to this fuckin' dweeb here
Mr you Think You Better Than Me? yeah!
It's clear you don't compare to me playa
The fuck, you 'bout try angle
(triangle) ruler?
Well let me bring you up to speed square
I'm from Norfolk where
I'm old school like a game of 21
We playin' taps
Had to scrap or they gonna see you as soft
That's when everybody gon' check you
Like you got 19 wit' the ball i seen it all
Trust me, the corner store was a savior
I jumped in battle rap cause
My bro wanted a favor
Yeah my flow brought me some paper
But, I still had to earn it
Outside of the ring like the old Undertaker
I made my own lane then linked with the Cave
Shit was lit, okay I split
Still my bros they remain
But nigga I'm the one that built up my name
Only time y'all exhibit rock culture
Was the Gridiron Gang can you say the same?
Nigga are you even a tier?
Cause we know Twork the real reason you here
Look let's be clear
You ain't deserving of these new worthy guys
And you only ridin' wit'
The midget cause they
Fear you got that New Jersey Drive
Them niggas blind
Career wise you barely worth the payment
The style you supposed to birthed tainted
You Twork's son so your
Status ain't worth rankin'
You only here bitch ass cause niggas
Know yo' daddy on God, that's Kirk Franklin
What he thinkin'?
Being tough is the plan little fella?
Boy don't you know that death
(Def) Jam Vendettas? Man think clever
They won't never risk they life for you dork
You linked up with D mob
(D-Mob) so now you feel like this
Ya Fight For New York? Man make a choice
Cause twenty seconds usually my first swing
But how I'm feelin' now I'll
Give Louie the 13
And it ain't no more talkin', he dyin'
Y'all gon' see me 7 6' 2"
Niggas like an offensive line

Is he kiddin'?
I'm sick of niggas thinkin' y'all some thugs
Just cause you live yo' life like it's
Somethin' to prove or outta options
Cause soon as he try to amp
Cause you ain't really on that time
Saw Franklin with the 'cane way
Before this fourth Snowfall season
Front page Shine outta nowhere
And it's like bruh
They don't think Ave can box a fade
Or that I like to drink I
Ain't fast in a proper way
Oh that's all they got to say? This buster
(Busta) gon' keep preachin' 'bout liquor?
Who the fuck is you? Pastor '
(Pass The) Courvoiser'?
But, I'm grippin the tool
Like fuck a headache
If shit escalate with the professor
Then I'm hittin' him too
So on life we can fade out Cas' (outcast)
Like nigga did when Claude and Ray got owed
You ever seen the movie, Flubber?
Well I'm robbin'
(Robin) the professor and I'm 'bout to
Get some green outta slime
Cause, I've been hype with rage
And I feel like his chin might could break
But he look like the snitch type, so wait
I'll dump this mag so fast