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There's so rappers in love
On the
so many fake ass thugs
On the

up mothafuckas
This is Mack one o, to all niggas
On the radio simpin' to these
What to the thugs, drugs and G hits
Talkin' all the shit just to please a Biz-Nitch

And of all is street
And the gangsta mode
like this, fuck a bitch
And that's the G

We used to raw kill and give toe tag
Now ever 9-1-1 rappers waving white flags
But me I it gutter, just like before
I'mma warrior so I stay for war

Ain't nuttin' wrong wit a bitch
if you got it
Her you, you fuckin' her
freaky and erotic

But if it ruff, it ain't me
And I refuse to R-A-P, in R and B
You from Hardcore to pop
to be on top
I give J his props and thats where it stops
Connect Gang

There's so rappers in love
On the
There's so fake ass thugs
On the

There's so rappers in love
On the
There's so many ass thugs
On the

The gets cream
Real ain't simpin', oh no
I'm sick of niggas, niggas
Throw my in a ditch, nigga
all I hear is bitch niggas

Fake ass R&B in hot as sweaters
Wit bull shit messages and ass vests
hip hop, y'all needa call it simp hop
Sock that in the back of her head and take the cock

Hoe shut up, I'm bout to load the up
And if I hear another nigga in I'm throwin' up
Load it up, the gun up
I'm fed up, radio wit wimp bitch men
I'mma fuck you snuff up

Soft get the gay channel
When I slap an R and B thug off his mothafuckin'
need to let the ghetto back in the club
Theres too many fake ass thugs, too many in love
Mothafuckas stiff

There's so rappers in love
On the
There's so fake ass thugs
On the

There's so many in love
On the
There's so fake ass thugs
On the

You to be hardcore
What the fuck you lookin' for nigga
Standin' on the course
Wit yo club rappers
Get off drugs, xtasy is turnin' niggas soft thugs

Wit all these promises, straight
Bitches yo mama live
I know what it is
I'm the game lord, here to you
For lyin' to every bitch that your to

Tryna show hoe how fly you are
You's a fool if you buy the bar
I'm buyin' two drinks, fuck you
Both of 'em mine, chu think

I gets of liquor, and pound a stripper
You gets drunk nigga, up wit her
Drivin' yo shit, like her shit
the surface, you like her bitch
Make a nigga to his stomach

There's so rappers in love
On the
There's so fake ass thugs
On the

There's so many rappers in
On the
There's so fake ass thugs
On the

Hey baby, I to be a gangster rapper
But right now, I flowers
I watchin' birds in the park
I love takin' long in the park

I love you
I watchin' yo kids
I love, I just love
I you