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A me what's your name?
MC
What's alias?
I'm the Prince of the
your thing?
I ain't with your bitch ass
So boy what'd you
I go, here I go

Bitch back slap or back stab after that kidnap a whack rap
Bring it if you comin' to rap
Your to short, your legs to small
I'm the sure shit off of deputy dog
it in two and true so do
By myself I can you and you and you and you
Straight forward Kerri Kittles
head bob very little

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

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

Who it? I play the plug you play the socket
You all got your pieces lets cock it
Now how I get your open 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 them ill times are
He lifts and cocked it suckers are
I'm all what's fallin' in my pocket
I'll be the one they wanna that cock with

Your that nigga that they wanna shock with
You hit it told your niggaz you did it, you probably ate it
Laid back and
Take them wood strips off the side of you ride
'Cause real niggas keep their war on the that's money with pride
She'll shock niggas we on the block niggas cocked in 98
We bought figures and triggers we be murder, murder too
So my money or have my shit
And oh tell your little sister to stay up off my

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

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

you bitches 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 pushin' that store
on over to quicker death
Bet you niggas are set for ghettos soon to be
Got lyrical up, I'm Mr. War War

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

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

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

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