[Calicoe]
I'm a boss and a genius
And The Wizard, go 'head, you first
[Geechi Gotti]
I wanted to go first
[Calicoe]
I'm sorry we gotta do this, man
[Round 1: Geechi Gotti]
Ay, Smack
Why the fuck you got this bum even standing next to Gotti?
Last time I was in Houston I caught the coin, this time I only came here to catch a body
Nigga, this a homi'; I'm talking tragic shit
Banana clip: I had to curve the magazine for this faggot bitch
Who mans is this? I feel like y'all tryn' play me bro
Toranio ain't gon' be able to duck these shots unless Toran' Neo
This not "The Matrix", I come from hatred, that's all it is where I stay
I really done shot niggas, their kids gon' grow up and want revenge some day
Nigga, I don't fuckin' play! I'm from the mud, guns and drugs
We used to fuck the samе bitches; on me, we sharеd 'em
Hittin' licks with masks and black Air Forces like Tuskegee Airmen
Nigga, who he scaring? Battle rap is my shit, I'm really him
It used to be Roc but the face changed over the years like Li'l Kim
But speaking of Li'l Kim, probably name my gun after her
You know, the one with the pole extended
Remember that shit was fuckin' big (B.I.G.) and the nose looked different?
Bro, you trippin'! Why would you try to stand with me?
Don't you know my rounds come with no limit like Master P?
Nigga, fuck that clock; in order to save this body they gon' have to cut somethin' off like a amputee
Nigga, as for me, my time comin'
Kick in ya do' lookin' for work; I'm job huntin'
Or I'm gunnin', if rap don't work then
I'ma... what's Kim K br-- Nigga I'ma ROB somethin'
The Mob comin', I was doing this way before Smack was rich, really clappin' shit
After the mission we don't even talk, you really had to be there to knew what happened like a App Event
Nigga, you asked for this!
When I was a young nigga, them other niggas was just young niggas; me, I was a pro-teen, it was real
If them li'l niggas wanted to put in work, I was the one who had to invite 'em and see on the drill
I'm tellin' you, I wasn't anemic, the only time my iron low in the field
Nigga, shoot who? I really don't think Cal'll see 'em and peel
Nigga, listen, I will shoot ya mama with her sister, don't get me agitated, cannons blazin'
Ya mama dead and ya auntie (anti) bodied, least she was vaccinated
I'm glad you made it cuz you was tryna run from this
Duckin' me askin' Smack for Charlie like I couldn't put you in front of clips
The gun'll lift, nigga, we poppin' hollows
Steel to the side of ya helmet'll have the wig hangin' off the back like Polamalu
Nigga, we got guns in the building, fasho then, don't make us blow them
Speaking of Polamalu, ay Troy, can we get some mo' in?
I'm 'bout to go in so fuck you and them dumb ass Cartier glasses on yo' face got you feelin' like you a straight goon
I ain't Brizz, I ain't T-Top and I ain't Mook
Swing on me, I'ma have them buffs all over the venue, turn this bitch to The Shade Room
Ay, fool, from shootin' to trappin', it ain't too much that I didn't do
Gang bangin' to rap, I'm really living proof
In the house with so many birds I ain't know if it was the trap spot or a pigeon coop
Listen, fool, I'm tellin' you it was all white; put it in that pyrex you could see the glass steam
Coke was so white, shit coulda fucked around and owned Caffeine
Yeah, I'm not no hero, Cal, I'm the villain
One shot'll have half ya face on the floor, the other half'll hit the ceilin'
This nigga callin' 911 and wonder why ain't nobody pickin' up...
They got this dumb ass bitch Jaz in the building!
And when it's real...
I'm a boss and a genius
And The Wizard, go 'head, you first
[Geechi Gotti]
I wanted to go first
[Calicoe]
I'm sorry we gotta do this, man
[Round 1: Geechi Gotti]
Ay, Smack
Why the fuck you got this bum even standing next to Gotti?
Last time I was in Houston I caught the coin, this time I only came here to catch a body
Nigga, this a homi'; I'm talking tragic shit
Banana clip: I had to curve the magazine for this faggot bitch
Who mans is this? I feel like y'all tryn' play me bro
Toranio ain't gon' be able to duck these shots unless Toran' Neo
This not "The Matrix", I come from hatred, that's all it is where I stay
I really done shot niggas, their kids gon' grow up and want revenge some day
Nigga, I don't fuckin' play! I'm from the mud, guns and drugs
We used to fuck the samе bitches; on me, we sharеd 'em
Hittin' licks with masks and black Air Forces like Tuskegee Airmen
Nigga, who he scaring? Battle rap is my shit, I'm really him
It used to be Roc but the face changed over the years like Li'l Kim
But speaking of Li'l Kim, probably name my gun after her
You know, the one with the pole extended
Remember that shit was fuckin' big (B.I.G.) and the nose looked different?
Bro, you trippin'! Why would you try to stand with me?
Don't you know my rounds come with no limit like Master P?
Nigga, fuck that clock; in order to save this body they gon' have to cut somethin' off like a amputee
Nigga, as for me, my time comin'
Kick in ya do' lookin' for work; I'm job huntin'
Or I'm gunnin', if rap don't work then
I'ma... what's Kim K br-- Nigga I'ma ROB somethin'
The Mob comin', I was doing this way before Smack was rich, really clappin' shit
After the mission we don't even talk, you really had to be there to knew what happened like a App Event
Nigga, you asked for this!
When I was a young nigga, them other niggas was just young niggas; me, I was a pro-teen, it was real
If them li'l niggas wanted to put in work, I was the one who had to invite 'em and see on the drill
I'm tellin' you, I wasn't anemic, the only time my iron low in the field
Nigga, shoot who? I really don't think Cal'll see 'em and peel
Nigga, listen, I will shoot ya mama with her sister, don't get me agitated, cannons blazin'
Ya mama dead and ya auntie (anti) bodied, least she was vaccinated
I'm glad you made it cuz you was tryna run from this
Duckin' me askin' Smack for Charlie like I couldn't put you in front of clips
The gun'll lift, nigga, we poppin' hollows
Steel to the side of ya helmet'll have the wig hangin' off the back like Polamalu
Nigga, we got guns in the building, fasho then, don't make us blow them
Speaking of Polamalu, ay Troy, can we get some mo' in?
I'm 'bout to go in so fuck you and them dumb ass Cartier glasses on yo' face got you feelin' like you a straight goon
I ain't Brizz, I ain't T-Top and I ain't Mook
Swing on me, I'ma have them buffs all over the venue, turn this bitch to The Shade Room
Ay, fool, from shootin' to trappin', it ain't too much that I didn't do
Gang bangin' to rap, I'm really living proof
In the house with so many birds I ain't know if it was the trap spot or a pigeon coop
Listen, fool, I'm tellin' you it was all white; put it in that pyrex you could see the glass steam
Coke was so white, shit coulda fucked around and owned Caffeine
Yeah, I'm not no hero, Cal, I'm the villain
One shot'll have half ya face on the floor, the other half'll hit the ceilin'
This nigga callin' 911 and wonder why ain't nobody pickin' up...
They got this dumb ass bitch Jaz in the building!
And when it's real...
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