look,
dawg, u should be homies iwth chingo bling...your wackenss deserved, so u live in dallas//
ima go 8 lines to murder this cat, fuck 16 lines... coz i spit rymes so fast like razma tas//
battlin me...cause svere casulities, fuck being a G, i bust nynes freelie, and u goda do the same to battle me//
dont get mad at me...coz im tellin da truth...i got the bat, and im swingin like babe ruth//
but not at a base ball...at a nigga like u...i muder bitches, make em get stiches, and have sex with snitches//
i dont have to many riches...but ima end this at 6 lines, homie u gon murdered wit my spit shine//

sorry i only did 6 lines coz im really tired