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A tell me your name?
MC
What's your
I'm the of the South
What's thing?
I ain't playin' your bitch ass
So boy what'd you
Here I go, I go

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

Gooder than a whole hand full of
with feedback when I turn on the mic
I'm the spritz has to when you open your sprite
No no war no brawl you all ain't ready
When they see me their eyes get big, 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 feel that's what you can call it

your name?
Mac, The Don,
your alias?
Shell shocked
What's your
Murder, murder, murder,
what'd you say?

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

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

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

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

Well you beneath me like athletes feet
You have can't beat a
As for me I the art of MC
It was all BC wanna see me?
Close your eyes and hold your breath that whore that store
Cuttin' on to quicker 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 your
Mister!
What's your
I'm a man nigga!
Nigga what'd you

Mister hang with real thugs real blood
Mister shoot blanks mister shoot real slugs
I never feel shit except the ghetto and I don't feel love
Nigga I'm out there pissed this nook I see a club
Nigga Mister hit your block Mister hit your spot
Mister you better duck the down or Mister's gettin' shot
on come with me come and get me
I'm gonna find you some hurtin' I drop flies that the same time

I hit the horn man tries to hurt me
Let me my contract on the beach he got me some ends
turned nineteen look nigga I got me a Benz
You know me see that nigga 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 only got
So now if it's hot I can still rock leather
Mister NO L I M I to the T, yeah that's me

What's your
MC
What's your
I'm the of the South
your thing?
I ain't playin' with bitch ass
you say?
The right here