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And my name is

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The pussy cream
niggas ain't simpin', oh no
I'm sick of niggas, niggas
Throw my radio in a ditch,
'Cause all I hear is niggas

Fake ass R&B thugs in hot as
Wit bull shit messages and tite ass
Fuck hip hop, needa call it simp hop
Sock that bitch in the back of her and take the cock

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

Soft niggas get the gay
I slap an R and B thug off his mothafuckin' piano
DJ's need to let the ghetto in the club
Theres too fake ass thugs, too many rappers in love
stiff pussys

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

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

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

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

show every hoe how fly you are
You's a mothafuckin' if you buy the bar
I'm two drinks, fuck you skanks
of 'em mine, what chu think

I gets full of liquor, and a stripper
You gets nigga, pull up wit her
Drivin' yo shit, like it's her
Under the surface, you her bitch
Make a nigga to his stomach

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

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

Hey baby, I used to be a rapper
But right now, I like
I love birds in the park
I takin' long walks in the park

I love you
I love watchin' yo
I love, I love poetry
I you