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ok this really no rock shit, but uhm, ahem, ah, LET'S GO!
MONSTER NEW ORLEANS MANIAC
SHOOT A NIGGA UP HIS WHOLE BODY AIN'T ATTACHED

Hi, my is best rapper alive
And your mouth is the best alive
Cuz you shit, I get hit and walk it off
Like fuck that, I just spit like barking dogs
Call it bust back, attitude like em all
And I'm greezy and boyfriend is a butterball
What's geezy, I mean what's good, is you blind
Check my watch bet it be money all the
Sunny on the where I stay at
MIA at?
I get pussy time I say that
In the game room, I don't play
nigga get laid down where he lay at
AK at front doh
Zo
You can ask
Shoot til my soh
wit a bitch low
Who put the
I'm tired of the south, so in your mouth is where the go
Yeahh........
like it when I say yeah huh
And boyfriend's a tampon
And I don't own baby
I own the land
So step on my land and a bomb like Anquan
Weezy F. and the F is for
You lookin at me is you're lookin through ant eyes
Young Money die, bitch we like Hancock
Yeah I'm a Martian watchu sayin
I turn your beef a ham hot
I put it in a pan pot
Shoot til my hot
I can't hear you sayin
I Nina sayin pop
I hear choppers sayin
I hear screamin and shit
Like I said holla at ya boy
But holla at ya boy
I'm the boy
Not ya boy
Cuz ya boy a Bitch!

Young Moola
Eastside Loco, ya like cocoa
And you can get yo ass fast like go go
on my face, low pro that a low show
Shoot a rapper when his drop give em promo
Ya clown like bozo, they ask him bout the shit it's time to get the loop bitch I had to go solo

Yo bitch all on me, you betta watch ya hoe
She come kick it like a dojo. Uh oh
nigga fuck em then I drop em like a low low
Bitch want like mils no no no
Nigga if you hatin suck a dick no
Boy I keep it gutter like
I'm doin what I do so nigga just do you
And my gun minaj she do too
Nigga welcome to the money age zoo crew
We starvin and you get ate like zoo-zoos

Niggas boo hoo cry I'm heartless
I'll bones and cartilage
You are just a mark I'm a marksman
And I'm all about the green boston
Pardon me nigga I'm talkin
You walk into a gun fight, knife no vest you crazy
like the ice you wearin yo fugaze
Put em in the dirt em push a few daisies

80's baby, soon to be rich nigga, kong beatin on my chest on you bitch niggas
Paper I'm so I'm on your ass now
Young money cash cow