Tekst Utworu

I never fucked anybody over in my life who didn't have it coming to them All I have in this world is my balls and my word And I don't break em' for no one What you think I am, huh? What you think I'mma fucking worm like you I told you buddy, I told you, don't fuck with me How you call your people family, but you ain't got no loyalty How you say you feed your peeps, but you keep all the royalties And never break bread with a nigga, bled with a nigga Remember what I said to you now, I'm dead to you niggas Smith and Wesson aimed at my head, a clip full of bullets All that talk about guns on my family you wouldn't pull it Ain't got the balls to do it, yours truly bitch we the movement Who's this motherfucker acting stupid talking like he ruthless Foolish niggas got it twisted, you can't swim with the sharks You better swim with the fishes, nigga just play your part Play your position small soldier and if you were smart You would quit and sit in the dark, I see the bitch in your heart You missing the spark, me I got that fluid to your lighter Kay I'll drop the track now, you faggots sound like biters You taking his style, you taking his flow You even took the same beat and fucking named it control You ain't original, nigga you ain't making no dough I know you never heard a soul chant your name at a show I know it hurts little bro, but I'm the one you could look up to I'll show you how to rock the mic and make these ladies love you You can be just like me G, just wait until your balls drop Niggas all talk, they bout' as pussy as a mall cop Coming for these rappers throats, you best protect your neck Wannabe gangsters is throwing hoods, but never rep the set Motherfuckers ain't a threat its YT to my death We up next motherfuckers, steady repping the west I'll be sure to stop you in your steps the second you test Nevertheless, I always pay respect to the vest Rest in peace Big and Pac, is there heaven for these rappers I'm bound to murder them all, I already ordered their caskets I'm laughing and niggas asking what happened, can you imagine That last look up on they face, when I slay these cats with a passion All that barking ain't scaring a nigga and I heard your last track God damn that was embarrassing nigga Yeah we, here for the taking, hip-hop's next generation Y'all Motherfuckers better hide in your basement Nigga we back
Writer(s): Marco Archer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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