Nobody Fuckin’ Wit Us [4, 3, 2, 1 (Freestyle)] Celis (Ft. Capital R (Rapper), DemiGod (Rapper) & The Kid Hater)
[Chorus: DemiGod, Capital R, The Kid Hater & Celis]
Can't none of you niggas come fuck with the God
Me and your sister and your mom tryna pull a Ménage
Look, Ain't none of you niggas fucking with Cap
Cause when yo boy get on the mic man the shit is a wrap
Nah, can't none of you niggas come fuck with the Kid
I stand behind every bar like I'm doing a bid
Shit, ain't none of you niggas is fucking with Cel
All you bitch niggas try but you holding this L
[Verse 1: DemiGod]
Uh, more dealing, four wheeling
On the real the more money we make the more killings
The boy was on break now I'm hurting more feelings
Niggas bite the flow like I birth more children
But it ain't real see your mama couldn't take it
Now thеy on my dick like the ones that didn't makе it
What a fucking waste, stains on the carpet
Should have done the smart shit and sprayed it in her face
Carolina's finest, back like I promised
I'm saying that you wack, but fuck it I'm being honest
The chain got me crippled
Cause it cost an arm and a leg and a nipple
They ask me how I rhyme this good the shit is simple
Rehearse the verses, our rehearses bet they better than the ones you purchased
Wagwan, you know what I'm on
Top five dead or alive, Dylan, Dylan, Dylan
Dylan, and Dylan
Booyaka!
Can't none of you niggas come fuck with the God
Me and your sister and your mom tryna pull a Ménage
Look, Ain't none of you niggas fucking with Cap
Cause when yo boy get on the mic man the shit is a wrap
Nah, can't none of you niggas come fuck with the Kid
I stand behind every bar like I'm doing a bid
Shit, ain't none of you niggas is fucking with Cel
All you bitch niggas try but you holding this L
[Verse 1: DemiGod]
Uh, more dealing, four wheeling
On the real the more money we make the more killings
The boy was on break now I'm hurting more feelings
Niggas bite the flow like I birth more children
But it ain't real see your mama couldn't take it
Now thеy on my dick like the ones that didn't makе it
What a fucking waste, stains on the carpet
Should have done the smart shit and sprayed it in her face
Carolina's finest, back like I promised
I'm saying that you wack, but fuck it I'm being honest
The chain got me crippled
Cause it cost an arm and a leg and a nipple
They ask me how I rhyme this good the shit is simple
Rehearse the verses, our rehearses bet they better than the ones you purchased
Wagwan, you know what I'm on
Top five dead or alive, Dylan, Dylan, Dylan
Dylan, and Dylan
Booyaka!
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