Ya Mama's Favorite
From: The east-side of Da D (Detroit) |
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IP:
This little Solja coming to the front lines, ha? LoL....you mised basic training, nigga......look....
This shit ain’t even fair my arsenal clearly rockin’ this kid
You got a butter knife this little..I got rockets THIS BIG/
You makin’ mistakes on the mic whodie, so I’m taking ya life whodie
Displayed to ya 5 whodies, the sepectators is like…whoa, D!/…ha, ha
You goin no where fast..shit can’t you tell from his rap?
You 'hittin a dead end' like you 'bumped into Elvis’s ass'/
SO you from Louisiana, Dirty!?..
Look how quick it took to author, cook and slaughter
The 'sweetest punchline' yo country ass was involved in was 'waiting single file for sugar water'/ (ya'haww!)
Is you high off that crack or somethin', if you think you can rap you frontin'
Hip-hop is not your way of spittin' shit, stick to tobacco, bumpkin'/
it's nothin....
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