[Verse 1: Ad Kapone]
I'm not a fairy tale, I rock the mic very well
My hand on a trigga nigga, making much mail
Off the rap song, never have a craft song
They like losing money, niggas will get stared on
By AOB thugster, known around town as the neighborhood mugster
I slang D and bring G's in the pocket, she roaring like a lion and i'm soaring like a rocket
Young bitches on the jock of the Ad-Man, i would hit you with a left but that's my bad hand
I'm the ace senior face, why you trying me?
The Insane, Direct from the Backstreet
Might be [?] shit up proper
But could give a fuck about a bitch or a copper
Young gangster from the heart of the dark side, the AOB's in the house and i'm on high
Young raw ass hustler with a fat dick, no time for a whore i'm trying to stack bitch
Ad Capone [?] out the ho with a new clown, took a G,[?] midtown
And for the men low on a tramp hoe, try to play the ace but that's alright though
Fuck around with the Ad ain't nothing nice, the AOB is the code to the strong side
Don't get me wrong ain't nothing we could [?], the niggas make mail and the bitches don't play
I ain't talking shit about saint [?] live, this going out to the whole four and five
To L.A. , Bombay , and New York too, something to slam out when you going [?]
Two stoges two [?] keep making mail, this is gangster rhyme nigga not a fairy tale
[Verse 2: Ad Kapone]
Don't bring Anna bitch you better save the drama, i ain't nothing nice you better go and ask your momma
She know the dick is good, don't get me mis-understood, i have the crown while I'm [?] her like Robbin Hood
Stealing from a bitch and give in to a whore, oops stealing from the rich and give-in to the poor
To break south when i pull the fat dick out, the cock is [?] Ima stick this dick in her mouth
I asked Flam and Flam it's flammable, Mac said it's hot enough to light a candle
So ima past and keep on counting cash, your on a dash to add your just trash
Been a maggot ass hoe all your damn life, settle down or be a black mans wife
But not mine cause I don't like your kind, told your friends your going [?] Ad bitch
No more Mr. Nice Guy
[Verse 3: Mac-10]
Yo it's me!
Back on the mic flowing some [?] shit, niggas just locked on my nuts with a tight grip
Left [?] while i came back with something new, and now they're to jock me, the M-A-C
Swinging on my nuts [?] breezy, a different girl everyday a different time every season
Make no mistake to get caught up, you'd respect my main hood the way i was brought up
Showing no mercy on you bitches, a different hoes on they neck they jamming draws on [?]
You play the game or you'll checkmate, you get frustrated cause [?] get slayed
So carry on sucka you can't handle, put you in the dark [?] light a candle
So now your left all alone you start screaming, but everybody is gone
Now you know whose in charge, its the Mac-10 young nigga so cop a squat
You know the rules so learn to obey, even though you can't handle the way
[Verse 4: Mac 10]
Mo money, Mo money bitch what the fuck is wrong, I'm sitting in the cut drinking [?] get gone
You bitches all jerkin talking about you getting raw, my nigga TC straight steal to the jaw
It ain't nothing new it's just and everyday thing, you bitches going back and forth its all the same
My nigga can't stay on his bitch without a [?] , you stupid ass bitches is the mother fucking cause
I'm letting hoes know they gotta slide to the right, cause left is the jeff and nigga just might
[?] is the sweet, give a bitch a little twist, like my homie had to give a bitch a fat stitch
Clipping ain't nothing hoe i got to keep a fat bank, a short [?] of hen a pack of fat dank
Cause if it ain't money hoe, it's all about me i fade stupid bitches that be jocking for the green
Rollin on [?] is a part of my life, I'm not giving you money bitch you ain't my wife
I'm a money making nigga yous a money maggot bitch, going for my pocket trying to get me for my grits
You would take a nigga and straight [?] do him, but i ain't got no time for you [?]
The [?] is the place and the [?] is what i spoke, the line is the rhyme and there is No more Mr. Nice Guy
