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

Bitch I'll back slap or back stab that kidnap a whack rap
Bring it louder if you to rap
Your arms to short, legs to small
I'm the sure 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 bob very little

Gooder than a hand full of skittles
Evil with when I turn on the mic
I'm the spritz that has to when you open your
No fight no war no brawl you all ready
When they see me eyes get big, arms get sweaty
Enough to go around, you know exactly how it go
In house big boys throw down
Out of ballers from bag wood back to New Orleans
If it'll make you feel good what you can call it

What's your
Mac, The Don,
What's alias?
shocked nigga
What's your
Murder, murder, murder,
Nigga you say?

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

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

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

I'm the decided miscontortin' to fire on me
Bringin' you clips and jeans favorite style's sareen
Mr. Get It On Jones I noticed I drop the phone
If it's on then it's on mister stay up the zone
I stay on some 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 drug
So the fuck up nigga expect me to be discrete

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

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

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

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

What's your
MC
your alias?
I'm the Prince of the
What's your
I ain't playin' your bitch ass
What'd you
The right here