I'm like the baddest ever Ever ever? Ever! I always it like I stood next to Uncle Fester Swisher house professor y'all how to be successful Used to Run a house Rev and Diggy and Vanessa Yes I got a stretcher that's for competition Not in my position they ain't got a pot to in You can call it dissin' they stay like it's tradition Fly the hood (man you must think you) Blake Griffin Finger itching I got My mother say she it She a million it took a year til I discovered it I took my money out and I almost down the government I threw it in the tub and let my main chick rubber it The passcode on my account is Catch Me If You Can I know they gay just like they with the clan Don't throw a rock and say that you my biggest fan Remove the mic right now so it don't break and you with this stand Your be calling me like everytime she grab a phone I never hear 'em all her messages be long losers copying too much and you can't say I'm wrong Wiz Khalifa hit the joint, now everybody ching chong A sign that's on my door that say no man but me Might see your woman drying off in here without a Don't get confused cause the twitter picture got a smile Get on 4 square post you at and I'll come show up now After I beat you down, twitpic and retweet clown I bet in person all these talkers ain't gon' leak a I travel everywhere how come your don't be around Take trips where y'all be missing y'all must live in and found Rap game's a female and all y'all do is disrespectful her Can't really say you fresh cause all of is whack except for A few it's maybe two most of y'all is pop as Ke$ha I grab a bottle and just turn your tap to ketchup I teach 'em how to stunt, super Dave done a lecture See me and said you fresh as when I met ya I'm in my and slippers walking round like I'm Hugh Heffner I'm dressed in red your is black, jump on her like a checker King me
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Maino hustle hard, pray to god I swear to god, lames better play they going down, I run this town I'm now, let's get it flag. black tee, shooters in a black truck Diamonds on, getting money, on my right nut Left arm bezzle look like falling stars Fifty shot Calico, niggas call on God I'm the one they fear reason why they're running Do it Mob style, bullet right his head I declare I'm the king of Kings Stand up nigga why these can't down me Look around I round the town other niggas clowns see Go let him talk slick I bet I make his mouth bleed Homie we strong, these rap niggas cuddle with the same bitches I pee on Brick getters getting in rainy weather My white girl and it go panamera I'm a don bitch miss me with that .44 underneath my armpit Fuck nigga the to love niggas My last homie snaked me why I don't trust niggas Straight to the devil is I took them Fuck you heard I run Brooklyn
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