Tekst piosenki
[Verse]
I know these niggas in the hood that wanna hate though
Big bong
But these hommies wanna blow dro
Beat this beat a couple times
Like a Bongo
Fat pockets
All you gonna find is bankroll
Everybody in my city know my name though
[What?]
Sir Duncan The Great, Ho!
[Spell it?]
K.I.N.G yo!
Cause’ a nigga like me, pulls strings like a banjo
When I spit it
I gotta spit it fast
Nothing good
Will ever last
With every present
There will come a past
By the time I spit this lyric,I’d be parlaying on sands out in Budapest
Why you rushing?
Nigga, relax
Typa nigga to never stress
With a Durex
Typa’ dude ta stay footed to the gas
Peddle to the metal
Every time I do spazz’
You can never ever adopt this flow though
Light years of skills I portray ho
Everybody gon’ know who I am though
Chest poking out – No Mcondo
Slim’ sog’cin’ when rap though
Parlaying in my hood though
Showing love for those niggas named ProLove
They’re gon’ always be my niggas Ho!!!!!
Kinda rapper to make that ego minimize
When you read these lyrics
I just want you to scrutinize
Your paragraphs or whack lies
Wanna spit with a God
You gone need Thor and Zuse to simply verify
Got your girl looking at me
You give me death stares
I don’t do weed
Burned lyrics in my ashtray
Woke up in the morning eating Coco Pops and thinkin bout the …
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