I WROTE THIS TO THE FAB - KEEPIN IT GANGSTA INSTRUMENTAL

WANNA GET RUFF BUDDY THEN GET RUFF BUDDY GET DUMMY CUZ I GET DUMMY/
WHEN THA FUSE RUN OUT AND THA CANNON DROP THAT MEANS ITS TIME TO GET RUNNY/
DRESS BUMMY PANTS SAG SONNY SICWIT STUNNIN BITCHES TILL THEY GET CUMMY/
KEEPIN IT GANGSTA TILL IT GETS SUNNY WHEN THA MOON SETS ITS TIME TO GET STUMBLY/
SHES LIKE A BAG OF CHIPS IM NOT STOPPIN TILL SHE GETS CRUMMY/

TO GET PERSONAL ON THESE CATS I DROP ARSONALS ON THESE CATS/
MY VERSES EXPLODE ON THESE ASSHOLES POP SHIT TILL THEY MOUTHS CLOSE/
GET IN A CYPHER AND DROP BLOWS IF THEY WANNA GET SILLY THEN I DROP BOWS/
BITCHES ACT REAL THEN I DROP HOS YALL HEARD ABOUT SICWIT POPPIN THAT SHIT/
YALL WANNA STOP HIM THEN BE THA NEXT IN LINE TO HOP ON HIS DICK/

IM AUTHENTIC THA REAL OF THE REAL I MAKE THESE KIDS CLAM UP/
I COMPRESS THESE BIG MOUTH BITCHES STUFF THEM WITH DICK THEN DISS THEY KISSES/
MY SPITS COME OUT WITH WORLDWIND FORCE YOURS COME OUT WITH A GUST/
I PEIRCE PEOPLES EGO'S SEND EM HOME NOT ABLE TO TRUST NOBODY/
I DONT STOP POUNDIN TILL THEY FACES GET BLOODY N THEY CUTS GET GUSHY/

CAPS are hurting my eyes...