Now Im not that good so dont clown me



Niggaz talk shit watch me lay them to rest//Or put a hole in yo chest jus 4 talkin ya mess// swear youz a hi roller i snatch yo sack// sell it ride threw yo hood wit a new cadillac//you got chedda boyz// my gunz make you wetta boy// put icy-heat on ya neck cuz icy hot betta boy//say i do get bread you can blow me ho// the only time you gettin bread is at the grocery sto// i dont luv the ho so thats makes me a fighter// swear you can handle the heat but you scared of a lighter// and the lyrix that i spit will make a nigga retire// and if yo broke ass had a job my heat will make sure youll get fired//

The Alpha has spoken -1-