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| quote: | Originally posted by Slylee
hahah i love fiddy!! *see sig*
his lyrics are dumb, but i love his voice and all his songs just flow nicely. hey they are great ass shakin hip hop room in the club songs. they definitely get me on the dancefloor |
Exactly why they shouldn't be teaching kids about life 
"One day Lil' Fiddy was walkin' home from his gramma's house when he came across a daaaarrrk alley, "wow!" exclaimed Fiddy, "i wonder what kinda aventures i's can gets into there?". So Lil' Fiddy walked and walked and walked, till he came to the end of the dark alley where he saw a Hoodrat suckin' some dealer's cock fo' cash. "DAMN BITCH!", screamed the dealer, "How many times do I got's ta say, no teeth!". With that final word he raised a hand so mighty, and slapped that hoe on the mouth! Lil' Fiddy was scurred, he didn't know what to think, the only thing he could think of was how much he missed his mama and that he needed to get out of this dark alley. But Fiddy was stuck! He couldn't leave! "Shit Nigga I got kids to feed", said the Hoodrat, "now you want me to finish suckin' or are you gonna keep bein a bitch?". "Bitch don't call me no bitch", shouted the dealer, and with that two mighty shots rang out from his shiny glock.
Now Lil Fiddy was really scurred, the dealer had seen him hiding behidn the dumpster and called for him. "Hey lil' boya! Getcho ass ova' hea!". Lil' Fiddy creeped out from behind the dumpster, "Please dealer I won't tell no body". "I know you won't, it's gonna be hard to tell someone when you dead!", said the dealer. Lil' Fiddy took off runnin' with his magic G-Unit Reebok's and he flew out that alley all the way home.
When he got home he told his mama e'rr thing he could, and she said, "Now Fiddy, don't you go tellin' tha Po'lice, they's baaaaad people, and all they wanna do is bring us black people down. Next time anything like that happens you just run home and tell yo' brotha and him and he's friend will put a stop to it...you undastand Fiddy?" "Yes mama," said Fiddy, "i'll make sure neeeeever to tell the Po'lice nothin". "Good boy Fiddy," said Mama, "now run upstairs and wash up fo suppa."
Pff...please, I don't want my kids knowing that shit.
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