yo i spit the rhyme//
toexplain wat goes on ma mind//
n how it works//
the perks//n the falls//
walkin round like u got big balls//
mine r bigg//
wen im old n famous//im gunna b a bigga// figga// than jigga//
its a stik up// like fifty cent ill buss u lip up//
no disses to 50 cent/// sheet atleast unlike me he can pay his rent//
u no me// im the 1 tryin to b like d-o-double g// n dr. d-r-e//
boi u aint u got no rhymes//u to pussy to comit violent crimes//
dnt get jealous n start h8in mines//
yall cant read ma line// thy aint wrote// thy freestyles they cum straight from ma throat//
mutha fuker cumin up genst me u gone need a bullet proof coat//
c evy nite u go home to go 1 hoe// but me i go home to 3 or fo//
dawg get some lyrics// ur shit puts me in hystreics//
yo shit is edible// mine incredible// mutha fukin non competible//
i aint even on ma best// wen i will u go get smoked like da rest//
dnt even risk yo life// dnt cum up genst me if u wanna get out da hood wit sum sorta pride//wen im cumin u better duk n hide// n hit the d-e-c-k//cos u no im playin wit ma a.k// n ne boi tht get in ma way// i will spray//cut ur hed off n serv it on a mutha fukin tray//dnt say damn// i aint dun nutin yet but believe me i will fuk up the program//


i made ths rhyme listenin to gansta gangsta not tht it goes wit the flow but u no


holla at ya boi

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