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Rasheed Davell Watson
Rasheed Davell Watson
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Off the wok no minute maid (Huh) I can't feel a thing Uppercut like Johnny Cage (Huh) Might just break his face Nigga trash might take his place (Huh) Leave without a trace Diamonds wet like Tanjiro Might splash em in his fuckin face Might have to get out this space Choppa spray just like some mace She a thot she in my face Told that bih "get out the way" Two AKs come watch em sing Chop the roof might go insane Might have to go out my way Bitch you might just get replaced Who's who? Who's you? Bitch might have to shoot you Choppa let it lose screws Hit em wit a deuce deuce Who's who? Who's you? Bitch might have to shoot you Choppa let it lose screws Hit em wit a deuce deuce Feel like I'm Disney the way I be kickin' it Choppa too big so you know it got kicks in it Big ol' body benz you know that we spinnin' shit I keep a blade case a nigga wanna slip and shit Got bout 100 shorties on the roster You nigga fake you some fuckin' imposters Split his body shred em up like some pasta Punch a nigga bet he might need a doctor Who's you? Who's you? Huh I don't fuckin' know Niggas talk that shit I twist my omnitrix and let it blow Choppa keep it classic Bitch I'm deadeye need no fuckin' scope I wreak havoc come from planet namek Make a nigga panic Make em frantic Got two blades on me I up and let em have it I do magic watch me up this blick You blink and miss me blast it This so tragic You niggas some goofies Look they pointin' laughin' In my bag and these niggas gone fumble Bitch I'm steady stackin'
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