ayo check check

Yo i aint leavin u DEAD NOR ALIVE im leavin u stunned//
Oviously wit two glocks loaded beef up iam leavin u gunned//
Understand waat iam sayin kidd.,iam from tha streets//
leave ya hole chest open..so ya pigons can eat tha meat//
And wen u talkin shit bout me u better learn qwickly//
I kno were ya hoe iz and i definetly no were ma dick b//
New..huh son well let me tell u this ya whole flows wrong//
Teleport to ya crib and ill tell ya..ya damn hoes wrong//
u aint gansta u aint no thug tha catagory u in is snitches//
Shouldnt have came at me..cuz i dont punch da bitches//
Hell boi why u even alive i told ya moms to leave u dead//
Intelligent she wasnt i told her abortion but it didnt stick in her head//
Tell me boi u got ice packs for tha punches ive been layin on u//
god dammit from ya bitch to da clippers they even be playin on u//
shit iam done and my times up and i just tried to get my rhyme out//
ayo check home boi wun ..dont cry..a fuck it iam out//

e.z niggas ...wun

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