Yall cats play wit the god, like you know who you fuckin wit
But toyin wit this nigga's what'll get you fuckers hit

I pull ya card'n you fold, I got somethin hard and cold
I sweat some much, I'm so HOT, I'm hard ta hold

And what you hear in the street, ain't always pretty and sweet
Tear ya body ta shreads'n get the meat stuck in my teeth

I make ya come up missin, get you put on a milk jug
Ya head was hard, but now its soft, is you still thinkin you thug?

So press me if you want, but be warned that I been drinkin
And I'm the last "Moheakin", I feed off ya belly leakin

I'll put ya brains on the wall, so I can see what you thinkin
I hear whatcha talkin, but I can't feel whatcha speakin

Don't make me move in ya crib, and str8 take over ya life
And don't be mad at a playa, cause I had sex wit ya wife

Well I'm done exposin these ho's, get back at yall in a while
And keep tryin, you'll get on my level cuz, someway and somehow


Just some shit I threw together quite quick and in a hurry. drop some feedback aight -1-

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