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[verse1:Lto]
No revenge no challenge this what im up for standing rap is a game these rappers gambling theres no catch these rappers say they dogs but they can’t catch put the record straight gave her phone number not a weight…fat bitch what kind of being handles a stich or is it true what they say u can’t handle the truth each day this one for the niggers at nine nine apologise for waisting my time damn and its time to shine i hate documents but autographs i can sign dont wana pac dont wana k.dot nor jay crack i own my flow u own a lame snapback niggers quit i dont look back they bite so much lines but they ain’t straiht this the first session not sorry for the wait
[g-hirsty]
They know I’m the best here
Shit get more wavy than my fucking chest hair
What y’all mean?
Y’all niggas fishy like sardines
Oily as fuck, you see the ice on
My neck, it’s shiny as fuck, like the sun
Just got buttfucked by a truck with a bunch
Of lights in it, I fucked your white women
Y’all niggas don’t want to do this
To me tonight cause I got a knife
I stab any nigga in his esophagus
You don’t want no problem, bitch
Oh, you gon’ call the police? Well, give me your phone
I’mma use your anytime minutes, dial my home number
310, 310, 310
Mom, open the door
I’mma come in, make a bowl of ravioli
Walk out, get in a car, drive somewhere else
You don’t believe me, nigga?
Come see me, nigga, come D me, nigga
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