oh no we got another nigga thinkin he hard
but i know you bitch so i'm on here pullin ya card
playin these hard core games man this shit must stop
talkin this thug shit when you prolly the son of a cop
thinkin you hot hittin the block in ya sean jean fashion
thats some nice shit to have on when i start blastin
cuz poppin tags really don't mean shit when you dead
you wanted fame, now you modeling for hospital beds
i keep niggaz in supply cuz my name is alwayz in demand
no thug you only hard when bitches give you a lap dance
i keep the heat close, when i'm buckin you duckin
damn nigga you suck, fuck it you even suck at suckin
i could let you vote on this battle and i won't even care
you beatin me is like a deaf kid winning musical chairs
it can't happen nigga!

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