Lyrics:
flawless, get wetter than worms
If you only knew like Aaliyah
How your man be hawking me and stalking me
When he fucking you he see me
Every crack valve
It's just, I get mad
Like lil boys, asking out a
Girl, and she say no
After rap battles, I wear
Victims flamed clothes
Hit the lake and
Sink the corpse
to fight, if you got a nine millimeter I got another nine millimeter that will get you like
BLAOW!
Blaow, why you talkin loud now?
Thought that when you
get-away
I hid away in the backstreets
Couldn't let the police jack me
Gotta be quiet, I'm on the down low
I got that ya yo movin' by the pound so
When
it
I love to see a wrist get *****
I wouldn't miss it
I'll never drop the explicit
I vision it/ taking off
Is it pissing you off
Terrific
I love it
turned his cheek
Now kiss it
I'll admit it
I love to see a wrist get slit
I wouldn't miss it
I'll never drop the explicit
I vision it
Taking off
Is it
And if you chew on, you'll get a cavity
Cause I'ma giant, and you're a pee-wee
And all that LL shit, you can't see me
You're cheap and weak, incomplete
control"
"Hip-hop is not, what it is today.."
"It's the real... it's the (militia)"
If heads only knew how I felt about the rap game
They'd
hole
I ain’t really rapping just dry snitching on the down-low (Shhh)
If u really know me you know glizzy never gets cold (How)
I just want the bread
your inquisitive tendencies;
The intrinsic and the explicit,
We won't inhibit any of your inquiry,
But first the fire must be met then quenched by
kids
If you want to get into the business
Watch yourself and watch your back
Cause you know who might come and attack
Might be the beat strangler
them no go take pas my turf
This bars are cleavage I’m a bitch if I don’t get it off my chest
Brain wasn’t gifted by a fat man who ride
Deers
I
the little "E" by the track
I'ma rap what I think finna make 'em listen
To all the words that I'm spittin
Backed up by word nothin different
Get a whiff
I'm skating with my posse, it's Down Town Down Town
And If you wanna get live than come Down Town
Verse I
I Place to be at, where we spit raps the DJ
Thinkin', "I want me a bad bitch when I get big"
They hug on the corner like California king
Cold hand all up her skirt, cars whistlin' down the road
See,
Pacific, cheddar sound better when specific
Cheddar look better when explicit
Cheddar get better when statistics rise like mama biscuits
All 'n all, I'm
you can tell by the expression on my face
That I'll get in that ass like preparation H
The weapon on the waist and I spray guns off
'Cause if it's
cry if I don't go platinum, on the first day
Watch me, get my hustle on with the friendly competition
Y'all got papers but I got the latest edition
about my problems I rather rap than answer calls
I really I dreamed of this unwanted lifestyle
If I could I throw this shit away right right now
its a sequel
As an equal, can I get this through to you
My 98's boomin' with a trunk of funk
All the jealous punks can't stop the dunk
Comin' from
want real back
So we back to prove it
Brought our raps to prove it
Like our raps the blueprint
If Hip Hop is in the building
I’m what drew it
I keep my
hardly stop niggas
Not if they got niggas, doughboys and hot niggas
Who mighta shot niggas but only by scrilla
I'm for respect, nowadays they expect me
cause their fatherless
But they can get to know their God above and become prosperous
Being shaped by our environments preposterous
Television made my
be calling him chowder
By the way that he hustles
If you ain't bout your bag then
You ain't gotta trust em
Pussy boy think I'm bluffing
But my stature
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