[Round 1: Lu Castro]
Legend has it the PG Killer returned and he lookin' to do a nigga dirty
I can honestly tell you I heard them words and they did not move me
Niggas know Lu the most sturdy
Brodie called my phone like, "Aye, Cas, man, you get up there and play wit' that DNA nigga...he'll fuck around and smoke you.
Don't think that boy playin'."
I replied and said, "I'll be damned if a nigga get up here and do me like Jakkboy Maine."
I appreciate the shot...but how you thinkin' I don't miss?
You mean to tell me...all I had to do was answer thе phone and Lu could (Luka) get Rookie of thе Year?
Man, let me dial this (Dallas)
I point forward
Let's up the ante, this how I greet you
Ayo, show some respect, my nigga
Yo, show some enthusiasm, my nigga
I ain't even gon' fuckin' meet you
You think for one second I'mma give you the chance to spray the machete?
Pfft, I'm so certain
This ho perfect
Up early: old person
The bros lurkin'
If the shootin' greenlit, they won't miss
Shotgun - (*chk-chk*) - pump-action
Sheesh! Strong shit
Say cheese, buckin' (buck in) his mug: he homeless!
Let's get into somethin'
I'll click it and tuck it, real fast
It can go from me whippin' the pot to you kickin' the bucket
Boy, you done in the streets!
He takin' bucks from the 12: Defund the Police
Dot shot on the floor, die slow, let two spit
I couldn't let St. John suffer, so I put him out his misery (Missouri)
But that's what kinda saint Lu is (St. Louis)
Oh yeah, let's do this
What are you, on drugs? Get your vest
You must be on some kind yay (Kanye)
For that, you get the Wess' (West)
Mix it - Kanye
I erupt: Pompeii
For you talkin' out the side of your face and makin' me feel some kind way (Conway)
I'm the best it get!
Extra lit, electric shit
BANG! Yo' chest get hit
Whip it - yo' ex get hit
Freak it - wear it out
Whip it - wear it out: refresh the fit
Nah, whip the pot!
You do a drive-by and your shit get shot
Leave everybody in that car cookin': now your whip the pot!
You tellin' all the vets, "Do they fuckin' job?"
Well, tell them niggas I got work for 'em
Come and get some
Blikk some
I see a sweet lick, then I hit one
Big drum, cal' loaded up, blam 'cause the shit fun
Oh, you be doin' Power recaps
You cool wit' 50? Meet this one
Bronx shit! Wrong nigga!
You must be slick dumb
Boy, I got Bloods and Crips for this victim
I'm talkin' niggas on the right and niggas on the left
All ready, like you just missed 'em
Fuckin' moron!
I want whatever the fuck this whore on
Shoot from the hip
Boy, I'll put that Tommy to work better than Zordon
Who gives a fuck that you did a Joe Biden campaign?
Who gives a fuck that you was on Hot 97?
Who gives a fuck that you was on ESPN?
I ain't gon' lie, that ESPN shit was kinda cool
Well, fuck all the other accolades this bitch got!
Shit, I'mma make it to ESPN, too...right after I get this trick shot!
Big Glock, your time is up!
I'll be damned if I lose to the likes of you
These grown-ass kids runnin' around Mad on TV like, "Look what I can do!"
That's hogwash!
Barricade the door to see what your man is on
Y'all ain't even notice I was takin' over: I feel like Amazon!
Prime shit!
.9 gripped, I hope his lady see
Me, clap Eric right (Wright) in front of her: "Somebody pray for me"
My thoughts sick like, like, "Damn, Cas, you was really gon' make his honey watch?"
Yeah! Shoot DNA right in her face, and it's the money shot!
We got grips for different situations
I know it sound sick
That deuce-deuce easy to conceal, the walk around blikk'
That .45 under the bed, nobody think he think
But you'll never see me out wit' that ratchet - that's my sneaky link
You shittin' me!?
Are you shittin' me!?
To them niggas, you a stepper
To me? You a whore today!
I ¡Órale rapido!
(*tsst-tsst*) Sendin' more your way!
Beam drawn, dressed to the .9 like I got court today
Freak it, mix it - that was nasty...I feel like Cort' today!
I'm wild strong!
You wild...pussy!
Why do you talk this way!?
Don't use no gangsta tone wit' me
Nigga, you are not one
I will whoop yo' ass 'til it's not fun
Big Lu, the top gun
Boy, straps like social media: damn near errybody got one
Will he pop one? I doubt that
I will take this nigga out back and expose if Eric St. John really 'bout that
Let's test it
'Cause wit' a blade, I could cut the tension
But wit' these hands, I could cut the noise: beat drop
I'm talkin' crack...right (write) wit' a angle: T-Top!
I will get all you NWX niggas stomped out one by one, and snatch all the boy glory
I'm talkin' Shine and D (Andy) on the boot: Toy Story!
It's the Big Lu
That shit that y'all kickin' is childish
Somebody shoulda told you the Bronx niggas the wildest
Legend has it the PG Killer returned and he lookin' to do a nigga dirty
I can honestly tell you I heard them words and they did not move me
Niggas know Lu the most sturdy
Brodie called my phone like, "Aye, Cas, man, you get up there and play wit' that DNA nigga...he'll fuck around and smoke you.
Don't think that boy playin'."
I replied and said, "I'll be damned if a nigga get up here and do me like Jakkboy Maine."
I appreciate the shot...but how you thinkin' I don't miss?
You mean to tell me...all I had to do was answer thе phone and Lu could (Luka) get Rookie of thе Year?
Man, let me dial this (Dallas)
I point forward
Let's up the ante, this how I greet you
Ayo, show some respect, my nigga
Yo, show some enthusiasm, my nigga
I ain't even gon' fuckin' meet you
You think for one second I'mma give you the chance to spray the machete?
Pfft, I'm so certain
This ho perfect
Up early: old person
The bros lurkin'
If the shootin' greenlit, they won't miss
Shotgun - (*chk-chk*) - pump-action
Sheesh! Strong shit
Say cheese, buckin' (buck in) his mug: he homeless!
Let's get into somethin'
I'll click it and tuck it, real fast
It can go from me whippin' the pot to you kickin' the bucket
Boy, you done in the streets!
He takin' bucks from the 12: Defund the Police
Dot shot on the floor, die slow, let two spit
I couldn't let St. John suffer, so I put him out his misery (Missouri)
But that's what kinda saint Lu is (St. Louis)
Oh yeah, let's do this
What are you, on drugs? Get your vest
You must be on some kind yay (Kanye)
For that, you get the Wess' (West)
Mix it - Kanye
I erupt: Pompeii
For you talkin' out the side of your face and makin' me feel some kind way (Conway)
I'm the best it get!
Extra lit, electric shit
BANG! Yo' chest get hit
Whip it - yo' ex get hit
Freak it - wear it out
Whip it - wear it out: refresh the fit
Nah, whip the pot!
You do a drive-by and your shit get shot
Leave everybody in that car cookin': now your whip the pot!
You tellin' all the vets, "Do they fuckin' job?"
Well, tell them niggas I got work for 'em
Come and get some
Blikk some
I see a sweet lick, then I hit one
Big drum, cal' loaded up, blam 'cause the shit fun
Oh, you be doin' Power recaps
You cool wit' 50? Meet this one
Bronx shit! Wrong nigga!
You must be slick dumb
Boy, I got Bloods and Crips for this victim
I'm talkin' niggas on the right and niggas on the left
All ready, like you just missed 'em
Fuckin' moron!
I want whatever the fuck this whore on
Shoot from the hip
Boy, I'll put that Tommy to work better than Zordon
Who gives a fuck that you did a Joe Biden campaign?
Who gives a fuck that you was on Hot 97?
Who gives a fuck that you was on ESPN?
I ain't gon' lie, that ESPN shit was kinda cool
Well, fuck all the other accolades this bitch got!
Shit, I'mma make it to ESPN, too...right after I get this trick shot!
Big Glock, your time is up!
I'll be damned if I lose to the likes of you
These grown-ass kids runnin' around Mad on TV like, "Look what I can do!"
That's hogwash!
Barricade the door to see what your man is on
Y'all ain't even notice I was takin' over: I feel like Amazon!
Prime shit!
.9 gripped, I hope his lady see
Me, clap Eric right (Wright) in front of her: "Somebody pray for me"
My thoughts sick like, like, "Damn, Cas, you was really gon' make his honey watch?"
Yeah! Shoot DNA right in her face, and it's the money shot!
We got grips for different situations
I know it sound sick
That deuce-deuce easy to conceal, the walk around blikk'
That .45 under the bed, nobody think he think
But you'll never see me out wit' that ratchet - that's my sneaky link
You shittin' me!?
Are you shittin' me!?
To them niggas, you a stepper
To me? You a whore today!
I ¡Órale rapido!
(*tsst-tsst*) Sendin' more your way!
Beam drawn, dressed to the .9 like I got court today
Freak it, mix it - that was nasty...I feel like Cort' today!
I'm wild strong!
You wild...pussy!
Why do you talk this way!?
Don't use no gangsta tone wit' me
Nigga, you are not one
I will whoop yo' ass 'til it's not fun
Big Lu, the top gun
Boy, straps like social media: damn near errybody got one
Will he pop one? I doubt that
I will take this nigga out back and expose if Eric St. John really 'bout that
Let's test it
'Cause wit' a blade, I could cut the tension
But wit' these hands, I could cut the noise: beat drop
I'm talkin' crack...right (write) wit' a angle: T-Top!
I will get all you NWX niggas stomped out one by one, and snatch all the boy glory
I'm talkin' Shine and D (Andy) on the boot: Toy Story!
It's the Big Lu
That shit that y'all kickin' is childish
Somebody shoulda told you the Bronx niggas the wildest
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