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This sick rap, kick back, come to where I pitch at
Where bitches love The Game like Beckford six pack
Presidential Rollie, nigga, where your at?
I can you in four bars, that's a Kit Kat
Did the Lambo my way a sick wrap
Smooth as Frank Sinatra with a slick back
No rats in my pack, ain't no wrinkles in my
Counting singles in my Shaqs, Pringles from the crack
Nigga I was on the bus it
Had 12 stuck to my chest in the field the colt
Andrew Luck it
We had the rock, hit the block like up with it
Jay was in the Z, my young in the truck with it
Sigel would've loved it, Philly fucked with it
California state property you niggas stuck it
Brrrring, Peedi Crakk
was on the block in his beanie with a Mac
I'm what you rap niggas of
A Compton nigga that could go bar for bar with
Let me tell you who suck, like Now or Laters
Blac Chyna head the bomb,
Listen, you beef I'll cater
Game snap on everything he like a fucking wild
Silver and Ghost, nigga that's Al Davis
Give me Eye back, take Fetty Wap and the Raiders
The Rams is back, them getting tossed
16 on your back like you Jeff Goff
Your man girly too put 30 on his chest
Kanye shrug bitch, welcome to the
YG, Nipsey, and Kendrick yea
Shout 'em out I do it like a fucking Nike rep
Bently truck Chuck, with the cupped up
Don't get me fucked up, you see the semi tucked,
the Goose, where them duck ducks?
These hoes at the mouth, they got Penny fucked up
I'm 'bout to poke 'em like a
Told that bitch to roll the for the game, and she talking about practice
The is A.I
Artificial intelligence motherfucker Junior Seau
All my doors suicide, I'm in Vegas shoot the
Tell the dealer pay me don't be shy he from Do or Die
Now do you wanna ride, back seat of my
Used to them pies ain't no relation to Patti
And I move Ps, ain't no to Swaggy
Before that it was missing and nickle sack baggies
That's caine, no daddy cause I really have one
And you can't call yourself dope if you ain't bag none
I'm the old DMX you Drag-On
Game raw as fuck poking holes in the Magnum
to ether the niggas in all of my 16s
Now I scare 'em once a like I'm fucking Halloween
This a dream, nigga hurricane a nightmare
Stab you in your sleep and smack your out his highchair
daddy was a bitch, I had to do it
I ain't need no ski to do it
Murder is and I'm attracted to it
Name a state, I'll send a through it
If the fed hack into it, get bossed on like I'm Massachusetts
Sitting in Maybach with music
Your head is like Mustard beat and put the ratchet to it
And this scope will get your mouth when I attach it to it
Gold on my neck, I make bitch put her back into it
Usain Bolt if you bring a real track it
Another classic the way to Aftermath to do it
Dre had the Chronic all I did was put the to it
Known for putting cheese on niggas heads the way the do it
And I had the yay, yea I brought crack to
Every situation in rap, I've been a savage it
And all hoes getting mad cause I'm smashing through 'em
can get a ring one day, if the Cavs can do it
Who you seen parked at the swap meet in James Bond shit?
Another car driven by a convict
Aventador matte black lips
Nas niggas, Game napalm shit
Niggas say my name I pop up like the State Farm
No can see me, on or off TV
Gun by them Yeezys, I'm the 6' 5"
Lightskin bitches be mad and greasy
start fucking them Dej Loafs and Dreezy's
I'ma start beefing with Cole, Drizzy and Cornrow
Or you could pick your favorite rapper, and he gon' be out Henny
I got a bitch from Minne-Apolis a semi
the ratchet at Denny's and fly herself back to Philly
She got a couple mill and she don't even know
And ever since nigga snitched on me we just don't speak
See that shit you got with Drake is like a slow
Blood'll be dripping like Niagara if I poke
Nicki won't get no sleep, I'm through at 4 a.m
deep, to leave his dead body on the soaked sheets
It could happen
You better have call me or you gon' be eye level with a roach feet
ain't a diss, nigga
This is all matter except this nigga's
This shit ain't no new shit
We in that all black you won't who Blood and who Crip
With guns big enough to sink a cruise ship
Fuck around and be a news with them loose lips
My nigga Drizzy packed you out and you ain't do
This the Golden State and my shooters ain't on no shit
Nigga, you know I'll snap you like a toothpick
And snitching on niggas ain't never no cool shit
And I've been wanting to give Nicki pool stick
So tell your lil' vivrant come fuck with Q-Tip
We know where you live, nigga, you better move
And start thinking twice who you hop in the coupe with