Yo before I post I want to know wat (lol) means

I aint carin who aint feelin me, cuz I got stuff in effect right now

Now for the rhymes
1
I got guns dat rearrange ya chest/
Nigga I aim da tech and bust all da ottaries and veins in ya neck/
2
all you gotta do is tell how you tryin to get it poppin/
Im telling you strait up alladin ain’t gone be da only one on da carpet/
3
ask niggas won’t I clap ya best/
son, I throw ya lung in da air so you can catch ya breath/
4
Va 16 rappin da best/
They call my 9’s da twin towers cuz da bullets collapse in ya chest/
5
so who want beef not yall/
cuz when it jumps off yall da one’s flaggin down cop cars/
6
keep da flow nasty I aint worried if you aint hearin me/
I keep it street I guess dats why yall fags aint feelin me/
7
if you ain’t nigga you can get eat up/
be leavin wit shells in ya back like you layed in some peanuts/
8
you don’t want it im da best you faggot/
decide you want war, im in a trench coat wit da things in it like inspector gadget/
9
son im a banger out to get dat cheese/
nigga da only led you comin wit is da one’s you usin for ya SAT’s/
10
keep thinkin I won’t kill/
I’m da nicest da flow get uglier then tyrone hill/

Your turn

Represent son

Va’s finest, got da whole mob behind this