Ko$ti£ so you think your name goes bling bling, stop playin with your ding a ling/
takein me on bitch you got it all wrong, ill pound the fuck out you with this song/
i dont even need a beat, this shits all over the street, i aint even rose to my feet/
its goin down with rhythmic style, gonna be around for a while, turn you into a scabby pice of meat/
you know how its done but im through with the fun, kostie its over its done/
save the time and dont even spit, i dont wanna read your wack shit/
more chance of findin a the clit than you winnin this shit, bit ill keap it easy/
incase your shit makes me queasy, i just hope it aint to cheasy/
im bringin the pain, dont even need to start again, but now im done/
n like i said to Da~1 im gonna hunt all all down 1 by 1/
buy maself a new gun cause im gonna be havin shit loads of fun/
but ill lay off now give this kid a chance, before i send him to france/
pice by pice or in a bodybag im dont ill hand the mic to this bitch ass fag/

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