Arvin Edit Meaning

1.

A very cool guy. This guy is beyond cool. Oh and he's a very good gambler too.

Hey, that Arvin dude is pretty cool. Very friendly guy.

Who? Oh, Arvin aka the god of gamblers, yeah he's cool.

2.

used when you have done something you wouldnt regularly do; something you shouldnt do; something youd regret; events related to sex. may ruin any innocence you have left.

so like me and that one tippy when back to my pad, and i somewhat pulled an Arvin.

I pulled an Arvin yesterday.

See swack, touch, backseat, raunchy, exuberant

3.

A very wacked guy who think he can say "din mamma" to everything and everybody... He is messed up and got a funny hair-style

- Fan den funkar inte!

- Din mamma funkar inte.

4.

Arvin: Verb. ARRR (like a pirate) vin (like the VIN number on a car.)

In military references it describes a foreign soldier trained by us that cowardly runs away. Originating from The Army of the Republic of Vietnam soldiers running away whenever shit hits the fan.

"I had to take them out myself because our Iraqi soldiers gone arvin on me."

See coward

5.

gunshots

WARDAWG talking

("Fuck ARVIN")

What's up niggas, ay yo, I know you ain't talkin 'bout me dog

You, what?

("Fuck ARVIN")

You been on my dick nigga, you love my style, nigga

("Fuck ARVIN")

Chorus

(I) Fuck with your soul like ether

(Will) Teach you the king you know you

(Not) "God's son" across the belly

(Lose) I prove you lost already

Brace yourself for the main event

Y'all impatiently waitin

It's like an AIDS test, what's the results?

Not positive, who's the best? CHARLES, WARDAWG,CLO,

Ain't no best, East, West, North, South, flossed out, greedy

I embrace y'all with napalm

Blows up, no guts, left chest, face gone

How could WARDAWG be garbage?

Semi-autos at your cartilege

Burner at the side of your dome, come outta my throne

I got this, locked since '85

I am the truest, name a person that I ain't influenced

Gave y'all chapters but now I keep my eyes on the Judas

With Ryerson fame, kept my name in his mouth

Check it

Chorus

talking

Ay yo, pass me the weed, pour my ashes out on these niggas man (no doubt)

Ay, y'all faggots, y'all kneel and kiss the fuckin ring

Chorus

I've been fucked over, left for dead, dissed and fogotten

Luck ran out, they hoped that I'd be gone, stiff and rotten

Y'all just piss on me, shit on me, spit on my grave (uh)

Talk about me, laugh behind my back but in my face

Y'all some well wishin (bitches), friendly actin envy hidin snakes

With your hands out for my money, man, how much can I take?

When these streets keep callin, heard it when I was sleep

That this ALFRADO and Cockafella Records wanted beef

Started cockin up my weapon, slowly loadin up this ammo

To explode it on a pig, and his soldiers, I can handle

This for dolo and his manuscript just sound stupid

First, JOHN MCDONALD's ya man, then you got the nerve to say that you better than him

Dick suckin lips, whyn't you let the late, great veteran live

talking

(I...will...not...lose)

"God's son" across the belly, I prove you lost already

The king is back, where my crown at?

let's do it niggas

Chorus

Y'all niggas deal with emotions like bitches

What's sad is I love you 'cause you're my COUSIN

You traded your soul for riches

My child, I've watched you grow up to be famous

And now I smile like a proud dad, watchin his only son that made it

You seem to be only concerned with dissin women

Were you abused as a child, scared to smile, they called you FUGLY?

Well life is harsh, hug me, don't reject me

or make statements to disrespect me, blatant or indirectly

All I did was gave you a style for you to run with

Smilin in my face, glad to break bread with the god

You a fan, a phony, a fake, a pussy, a Stan

I still whip your ass, you 21 in a karate class

You Tae-bo hoe, tryna' work it out, you tryna' get brolic?

Ask me if I'm tryna' kick knowledge

Nah, I'm tryna' kick the shit you need to learn though

That ether, that shit that make your soul burn slow

Put it together, I rock hoes, y'all rock fellas

And now y'all try to take my spot, fellas?

Philly's hot rock fellas, put you in a dry spot, fellas

In a pine box with nine shots from my glock, fellas

What you think, you gettin girls now 'cause of your looks?

Ne-gro please

You no mustache havin, with whiskers like a rat

Compared to JASON you wack

You a dick-ridin faggot, you love the attention

vancity niggas run you niggas,

Ha,ARV get gunned up and clapped quick

So little shorty's gettin gunned up and clapped quick

How much of my name's is gon' come out your fat lips?

You pop shit, apologize

ARVIN just got ETHERIZED!

See nas