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A me what's your name?
MC
What's your
I'm the of the South
What's thing?
I playin' with your bitch ass
So boy you say?
I go, here I go

Bitch I'll back slap or back after that kidnap a whack rap
Bring it if you comin' to rap
Your arms to short, legs to small
I'm the sure shot off of deputy dog
it in two and true so do
By I can take you and you and you and you
Straight forward like Kittles
Nigga's head bob very

Gooder than a whole hand of skittles
Evil with feedback I turn on the mic
I'm the spritz has to when you open your sprite
No fight no war no brawl you all ain't
When see me their eyes get big, arms get sweaty
Enough to go around, you know how it go down
In uptown big boys throw down
Out of control from bag wood back to New Orleans
If it'll make you good that's what you can call it

What's your
Mac, The Don,
What's your
shocked nigga
What's thing?
Murder, murder, murder,
what'd you say?

Who rocks it? I the plug you play the socket
You all got your pieces nicked lets it
Now how I get your knock and lock it
You all niggas so now you all tryin' to jock it
My formula's trill these ass niggas are blockin'
With niggas with ill times are rockin'
He lifts and it suckers are toxic
I'm all about what's fallin' in my
I'll be the one they wanna share that with

Your just nigga that they wanna shock with
You never hit it your niggaz you did it, you probably ate it
Laid back and
Take them fake wood strips off the of you ride
real niggas keep their war on the inside that's money with pride
She'll shock niggas we on the block Fiend cocked in 98
We bought more and triggers we be murder, murder too
So my money or have my shit
And oh tell your little to stay up off my dick

your name?
F I E N D
What's alias?
I'm Mr. Get It On
What's your
I'm the one that the shots
you say?
Whomp, whomp, whomp, whomp,

I'm the decided private miscontortin' to on me
Bringin' you extra clips and favorite style's sareen
Mr. Get It On I noticed I didn't drop the phone
If it's on it's on mister stay loaded up the zone
I stay on some chrome Mr. Bad Ass nigga
My verbal class can kill you I'm a mad man
no hommie can turn you to thugs and drug dealers
So what the fuck up nigga me to be discrete

Well you bitches beneath me like athletes
You have can't beat a
As for me I the art of MC
It was all BC wanna see me?
your eyes and hold your breath that whore pushin' that store
Cuttin' on over to death
Bet you niggas are set for soon to be junk
Got lyrical up, I'm Mr. War War

What's name?
Silkk, The
What's alias?
Mister!
What's your
I'm a man nigga!
Nigga you say?

Mister hang real thugs mister's real blood
Mister don't shoot blanks mister shoot slugs
I never feel except from the ghetto and I don't feel love
Nigga I'm out there pissed without nook I see a club
Nigga what? Mister hit your Mister hit your spot
Mister you duck the fuck down or Mister's gettin' shot
Come on with me come and get me
I'm gonna find you some I drop flies that hurt the same time

I hit the street man tries to hurt me
Let me negotiate my contract on the beach he got me ends
Look turned nineteen look nigga I got me a
You know me see nigga gonna flock with the rocks in his hands
He worth a cop just to block his rocks and then ran
I check my flow last year got better
So cold now if it's hot I can rock leather
Mister NO L I M I to the T, yeah that's me

your name?
MC
What's your
I'm the Prince of the
What's your
I playin' with your bitch ass
What'd you
The right here