1 What dont yall get off of my dick, I got an to do I spit a line now you wont get til 2002 I know your type, get with a crew And get found powdery blue, you be proud to be you I get love like a child with a flu, you want to battle me The response from the crowdll be Dont matter if you my age or old as my I got for new beef that come straight out the box Its to bag your bitch, have her holding my cock laundry half naked folding my socks I know that I grew up with, that roll with the cops And got found the fuck up, swollen with knots Brother fucking up in so I told him to stop if the coach see your grades he aint holding your spot I got plans to leave my neck and hands with rocks So bitch watch when I pose on the block my flow hit the top, its the rose or the drop Bring the weed and speeding on the road the wop Play hot boy and get a cold winter Come back roll hole in your top The hoe love the way I put her toes in a Blows in her spot, middle finger rows your They say Im to to rhyme So niggaz me in that newest spring wear chalk design I love to the chocolate kinds So I dont show up at parades, unless its for the of dimes
2 If words kill, Id probably average a body a bar I put air holes in the side of your car Dro come with smiley on the side of jar Blades put smiley on the side of your jaw Im sick of the law, gamble throw trips on the a tour, I send you on a trip to the floor Im like that borrow clothes, Quicker to draw, dipped in Since a kid shoplift in the You shouldve listened before, something hot in the door Name Banks, hard your whore Im too for one borough, yall can all get a piece of Lloyd Beefll show up on porch like pizza boys Teachers gave me Fs so I the teachers noise Who ever thought a drop outd be on the beach with I got four arms, two for One for fucking, my other onell you ducking
3 I know why you mad, somebody told I was hot they Well cover your nose I got a whole lot of to say You like me, spit it in a different way You aint write no hits, nigga put wrist away time you see me, Im looking like its picture day Im athletic, I dip dive, shit for the Im the best no surprise, buts, if, or I put DNA all up in your braids How you when you skinny like you sick with AIDS Beating me will never happen like nick you inhaling nickel bags, Im blowing out a fifth of haze Im a be around when the the Jays No free-bes, now you gotta pay me I niggaz like you, into baby butts And I DJ, but I give you eighty cuts Im a grown ass man go battle lady luck