Old Rap

So I was cleaning up, and I find my old ass notebook with some of my rhymes, so I was going to post one up.

My strap

Brrt brrt killa cuz im a crrt crrt
u fuckin with me then my *****s got my back
but its ok i got my ninea on my side
so u fuckin with me then ima let my ninea ride
talkin shit about and u gonna get smacked
just watch ur back homie cuz I got my strap
with my 9 22 44 or my 45
u can choose the gun ill let u decide
then i stick my strap straight to ur dome
n u see my heat shining cuz its all chrome
u a blood so u bang the red and right side
like 50 shot 9 times but ur gonna die
dont front bitch cuz u aint fly
the only thing fly is ur red flag on fire
n when i shoot u u be screamin like u is on choir
so the next time u see me a gun is required


We in the back, of my Cadillac, Escalade
gettin blazed see our enemies *****s gettin sprayed
see its been awhile since the last time ive been faded
we have good shit so all them *****s hatin
they try to stik me so i shoot them bitches
hop back in my ride n i be hitten them switches
got some d's so them threw them bitches on my ride
dope *****s wanna jack so i send them high
now they prayin to god hopin they survive
but they all dead not one of them is alive
so all u slob bitches u better hide
cuz i send my two 9's and they start to fly
like little bitches u *****s start to cry
so i put u out ur misery and let u die


so u fucking with me but i got my heat
so i burn all u slobs cuz we runnin the streat
get out my way or u might get shot
6 bullets to ur chest with my semi auto glock
ammunition everywhere get my guns cocked
used up all my clips so i get them stocked
got better guns so u *****s get topped
blood drippen to the ground now ur heartbeat stop
ur homeboys dipped now they callin the cops
now u *****s kno y u just got shot
now u kno y we *****s so hot
we workin timetables just like a clock
thats y *****s beggin me to stop
cuz the crip's inside so i never get shot