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I AIN'T WITH YOU, CAUSE I'M LAUGHING AT YOU

I AIN'T LAUGHING WITH YOU, I'M LAUGHING AT YOU
I AIN'T LAUGHING WITH YOU, I'M LAUGHING AT YOU
I LAUGHING WITH YOU, CAUSE I'M LAUGHING AT YOU
I LAUGHING WITH YOU, CAUSE I'M LAUGHING AT YOU

Rell: HOOK]
WE...BE ON THE BLOCK ASS I AIN'T GOT NO TIME FOR THESE JAMIE FOXX ASS NIGGAZ...THATS WHY
I AIN'T LAUGHING WITH YOU, CAUSE I'M AT YOU
I AIN'T WITH YOU, CAUSE I'M LAUGHING AT YOU

[Hell
Now the boat's on cruise, the on you
right cocksucker the joke's on you
I'm laughing all the way to the
I'm blasting all the way til it stank...GUNPOWDER!
Bust a brick open powder the
If you was in Clinton with me you wouldn't out of ya cell
I'd have you scared to go get dressed, to go to the yard
You as well be a good brother, go to the Mosque
Fucking with me? It's off ya arms
rather spit on the Qu'Ran, in front of Saddam
You'd rape ya little sister in front of ya mom's
Flex it's Dipset baby, hundreds of bombs!
You dealing with that's dealing with the hand that they dealt
I'm gripping my strap, always got my in my belt
Can't faggots, I can kill him and his man by myself
Cause they pussy and I know it and they it theyself!!!

[Hell HOOK]
MY COCAINE COME ON THE BOAT
I READ YA LIFE STORY AND IT GO THE JOKE....THAT'S WHY
I AIN'T LAUGHING WITH YOU, CAUSE I'M LAUGHING AT YOU (you niggaaaa!)
I AIN'T WITH YOU, CAUSE I'M LAUGHING AT YOU
WE...BE ON THE BLOCK ASS
I AIN'T GOT NO FOR THESE JAMIE FOXX ASS NIGGAZ...THATS WHY
I AIN'T LAUGHING WITH YOU, I'M LAUGHING AT YOU
I AIN'T LAUGHING WITH YOU, CAUSE I'M AT YOU

KILLA!
Mr. Giles with Mr. (what up Rell!)
Chocolate Maybach with (rims), these bitches could vomit, like....
TO COP THE THIRST FROM MEEEE, GIVE ME THE DEGREEEEE
My third grade teacher, peep her....she to work for me! (haha!)
I ain't graduate, I make the honor roll (nope)
Failed gym, the Dean said I'm walking on a violent (how's that?)
Spit on Art teachers, fighting every show
Fuck the Principal, the principle....SILENCE YO!
In the jam the Calicoooo
Fuck with Cam? Thought it bro, fuck a smart Alec ho!
ya lesson....fuck school, cop a pound
In the States spot a town, triple, lock it down
Oh, you got it now? Wanna get it now? (now?)
Well be on the Hill, they could spot a clown
take ya money and ya work while they capping at ya
You'll be running down the hill while laughing at ya

[Hell
rap book is a whole bunch of riddles that you scribble
Your not a baller you can't dribble, and ya middle is little....COWARD!
Little nigga, house, little rocks
Pull up on ya block, hop out with my little glock
Make it pop, my whole clip it in ya spine
that make you say DIPSET a hundred million times
Let me see old Soundscan, what did Bleek sell?
Teiarra Marie.....what little freak sell?
All them niggaz wood and I'm laughing at them
Got my wrist in the air throwing at them
These niggaz is dumb, I pre-school them
Plus I'm....stingy with rhymes, I tea-spoon feed
We the braggers & the boasters, our in the holsters
Now we 'em out faggot, target pratice with ya posters (bang bang!)
God damn a stand up comedian
Hell with a stand up TV rim