RapVerse.com Community - Reloaded Pt.2

When this nigga says he's bout it/
He's really really bout it/
Fiends, gats, knives and crack shit/
Will make a softie crap shit/
Macronni cheese and kraft shit.../
On tha block niggas be pushin they weight/
Pushin to date, push it through crates/
Like a walmart junkie they be pushin through gates.../
My grinds so hot, I got blocks cut up like decks/
Sections and decks, Weapons and vests/
Smashin that nigga, like a vigilante's arrest.../
And Unless you wanna get wasted like a G-T-A auto game/
Watch yo mouth unless you want me pushin R2 Trigger auto aim/
At you chumps of some who think it's a game/
Knockin off hustles, like a hoe bag ripped off on laced grain/
Kicked off for smokin on a day train/
Back-handed from sedimizing tha pimp cane/
Popeye's chicken, Pink Panther, loaded on my crisp chain/
That was bliss, I rep tha gift, for directing off the same rap game/