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Yeah, uh, look, kiss it and it's Taysty Been a lotta, been a lotta haters, call it quits Bin Laden, been with this head-wrappin' shit Been a lotta, been a lotta warnings, but I just Bend a lotta, bend a lotta corners in that whip Squirt 'til that trigger finger make that .38 squirt Fifty-one and fifty, bitch, I'm crazy like my net worth Oh, you stupid, boy, you lookin' silly Talkin' shit about the Wolf, I'll knock that fruit up out your nugget Student, make a pupil educated Droppin' LSD and makin' pupils dilated Take a breather, the best of y'all ain't fuckin' with me neither Born in December, rock a hoodie, bring a heater Too cold, no silver spoon up in the soup bowl Lotta cabinets elaborate, I don't even know How to open up the champagne bottle on the shelf Shots of King Louie when they told me I should sip Yup, stay slum, that's a promise That ain't just an honor to the fallen, it's a homage No bondage, the Chevrolet is blacker than the onyx On the pinky ring, partner, don't tell me to be honest 'Cause I ain't never lied to kick it with you fuckin' lames If it ain't the truth then I don't say a fuckin' thing Wood grippin' like the handle on the meat cleaver Swingin' like a killer to this beat, I'm a beef eater Pigs too, fuck you, bacon, chicken, fish Eat that pussy, but I don't eat with no pussy bitch Peelin' out, wheels smokin' like this mic cord White walls like the inside of a psych ward Been a lotta, been a lotta haters call it quits Bin Laden, been with this head-wrappin' shit Been a lotta, been a lotta warnings, but I just Bend a lotta, bend a lotta corners in that whip Ayy, it's been a problem And I'm cool with all the shooters 'cause I been around 'em Black sheep but my gang good, Dennis Rodman Tried to cross, what's the score? I forget about 'em, uh, ayy I been on my diamond, pinky ring shit, now check the kingship And I tatted up the face so I look distinguished So my enemies know I ain't hidin', get relinquished Hold my .45 to loose lips, they love to sink ships I go real raw, and my lips look like the package, sealed off All that talkin' on the internet, shit get you killed off This Glock hit you in the head, it's like a steel ball I'm the same kid that had the xanax in the pill jar Tantalizin', count the money twice, over-analyzin' Got the call, ain't just hit her walls, man, I'm vandalizin' She got it on herself, it look like hand sanitizer You goin' broke, homie, I can't advise ya Bitch, I made gold with the dirt that they gave me Yeah, I'm an old soul who done signed under Baby And me and Yelawolf made this tape so there ain't no debatin', ayy We the hardest rappers ever came after Shady, uh-uh That's a invitation to you imitators Make an example outta you, you be a demonstrator 'Cause I've been all around the world and never been a hater Knock your lights out and turn my power on, generator Been a lotta, been a lotta haters, call it quits Bin Laden, been with this head-wrappin' shit Been a lotta, been a lotta warnings, but I just Bend a lotta, bend a lotta corners in that whip Ayy, it's been a problem And I'm cool with all the shooters 'cause I been around 'em Black sheep but my gang good, Dennis Rodman Tried to cross, what's the score? I forget about 'em
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