Putter - Popcorn Records Diss (Rough, Unmixed) lyrics

[Intro] (Bird) You guys f**ed up! Hah, I'd rather overdose than listen to your sh**! You guys fu*kED! UP! f**in' pop a couple pills (uh oh) Uh oh! Zoo Crew (sh**'s about to get real) Now who the fu*k is "Popcorn"?! I don't really know, let me read all this sh** T3worm? T3zone? Smokey-J? Smokey the Bear Whoever the f** you guys are! You f**ed with the wrong crew Well? We don't really give a f** (nada) Zoo Crew, SwooZoo [Verse 1] (Bird) First off, you f**ed up f**in' with us, freestyle? I call bluff I bet you typed it on your iPod Touch while you were smokin' a blunt In the 941, though you say "f** it" are you dumb? (Yes) You gotta earn respect where you from... Roger that! T-Rice has a gat, but he'd rather hit you with a bat You claim to be a blood? Then come fight me don't write a rap Don't be hella stupid, I do this sh** so fluent You mothaf**as mad, you can't repeat what I'm doing You claim to be this far, I just got a phone call From the local weedman he told me that I'm too gone To buy another sack, I told'em that I would As soon as Popcorn stops writing raps You phony a** b**hes I'm too mean, I'm so vicious If you hate me that much, then put me on a hitlist f** it, I'm done - you ain't worth my time I'd rather get some coke and snort a couple lines! [Bridge] (Bird & Putter) Ha! Straight up, f** y'all This sh** ain't NOTHIN'! You ain't f**in' with the Zoo Crew! Crazy mothaf**as SKREWZ LOOSE! Sippin' on brew Smokin' blunts Gettin' high We drink and drive We do it all the time! Bird! I got cottonmouth like a motherf**er n***as, Zoo Crew! Mothaf**as just a lie, we speak the truth! Z.C.! [Verse 2] (Putter) I thought you said you were gonna bring it? What can we expect from a bunch of beginners I eat Popcorn Record rappers at the movie theater, did you hear These pussies talkin' sh** about the Zoo Crew, f** with us leave you black and blue We way past you wack fools, my stacks huge make you cats drool! (b**h!) Claimin' y'all some bloods? That sh** don't make you tough I'll fight you Popcorn pussies, guaranteed I'll beat you up (I'll beat you up!) What's up? We can meet wherever the f** you want We either skateboarding, smoking blunts, or gettin' drunk You might as well quit rappin', y'all fake bloods quit actin' Zoo Crew takin' action, have you hurtin' not rappin' Messin with the wrong people, it happens...ha! Zoo Crew!! Yeah this, this the part of the track, where f**in' "Popcorn Records" they realize "Oh sh**, Zoo Crew's way better than us, f**! Oh, AND they can beat our a**, sh**! What are we gonna do, bruh!?" [Bridge] (Putter, Lil G, and A-Game) Ha, f** with it, Zoo Crew You know it! We way past y'all man, catch up f** with us man, Zoo Crew! Y'all garbage man It's been a while! A-Game on the intro Yeah, f** outta here f** you, Gibby! Lil G! [Verse 3] (Lil G) We Zoo Crew, so who are you? Popcorn Records what a boo You got boys? I got a few, you step to me you'll find a clue You should've avoided the issue now they all need some tissue Crying, but I know in their hearts they probably won't even miss you! All y'all should peep this, I'll share my little secret The only time I hear Popcorn is when it's sittin' on a sk**et Now you on a hitlist, I hit the brain, you clueless Walkin' around, everybody asking like "Who this?" Told y'all, y'all done f**ed up, y'all crew don't come close to us Y'all can't rap so shut up, don't be a b**h so buck up This ain't a game no luck up, you're on your knees so s** up I'll fart in front of you with my middle finger standing straight up I'll just make this the end, like Lil G you did it again You always lose, I always win like sippin on water and the gin You don't want it, so don't begin, I'll keep breaking up all these sins Y'all think you straight? You f*ggot b**hes all you mothaf**as start to bend [Bridge] (A-Game) Alright, time to hurt some feelings! Normally I don't diss, but I don't like these kids f** them! It's A-Game [Verse 4] (A-Game) Did you record those songs in a tincan? Y'all got no heart like the Tinman You Popcorn kids are sh** man, your songs s** more than quicksand You think you're better? You're trippin' you can't match up what I'm spittin' So the rest of the verse I made into a letter I have written Dear Smoky-J, you're like 10 years old go back to watching Blue's Clues You don't know sh** about the suu woo, so don't try that sh** with the Zoo Crew And what's up with that flow? Man you soundin really cheesy Go get your own style, kid you sound too much like Weezy! Be easy, get off the mic, cause your flow could never beat me! You bit off more than you could chew when dissin' all the Z.C.! Dear T3zone, you're monotone, you never go hard you go home You claim you hate police, when your own FATHER'S in the po-po?! I should get up on that dougie beat and teach you how to rap That's a fact, you? Versus me? Guaranteed I'm handing you your a** It's astonishing and honest man, you'll never match my accomplishments Your rap career will always be your favorite group: Anonymous! [Bridge] (D.Ship) Y'all bunch of lame a** mothaf**in' Fake! Phony, mothaf**as s** on my dick, b**h! Matter of fact, how about you get OFF that mothaf**a? Hahahaha! This is Zoo Crew. Z.C. SwooZoo Y'all some pipsqueeks! SwooZoo! [Verse 5] (D.Ship) Who it is, boys it's the D.Ship Take your b**h, hit a lick and make her p**y wet She seasick we too sick, y'all ridiculous Our flows are magnificent, we'll break you like a toothpick! f** around and be toothless my click is so ruthless Boy you ain't gon' do sh**, just run y'all mouth, y'all stupid Gip me on $150, cause you ain't got no money? You claim you a blood, but ain't your dad a piggy? Throwing up the Z, and then the C The Z is for your endless dreams and the C is for my team We rippin' up tracks, just to make y'all look dumb Watch it crumble, y'all can have the f**in' crumbs Y'all claim that you got guns? My squad tote hella drums Nines, and double barreled shotguns (Yeah!) But if you point at me, you better shoot son! We poppin more than Popcorn, man I'm fu*kIN DONE!