omg....
ok look....ur not elete enough to compete with a G...
my flows are unseen, so just get on your knees and plead...
i'm in the lead of wack punks like you, around the site...
i'll hit you up tonight, if you ready to fight, aight?..
i wish somebody soft as you would step to a thoughroubred dog..
i'll hit you up around your forehead; you'll see blur like fog...
on your back, how hard will you ever be? i'm ready...
i'll send meatballs to your frame to leave you thin like spaghetti...
i'll have you hot like serengetti and put you deep like my squad...
I call you out for a scuffle, on the double, and your broad...
she's mine now, your family and your valuables: missin...
don't start bitchin when these shots cook you like in the kitchen...
as my outro, i'm ice grillin fake ass cowards like you...
you tried to walk in my shoes and got denyed like your crew...
but i'm not done, never will be, i'm alwayz onpoint...
bitches like you get stomped like Timbs and smoked like joints