[Chorus: Notorious B.I.G, Clinton Sparks, Spliff Star, Busta Rhymes]
Untouchable uncrushable gettin' gettin’ mad blunted gettin' gettin' mad blunted I’m
Untouchable uncrushable I'm (New Crack City)
Untouchable uncrushable I'm
Untouchable uncrushable I'm (Flipmode nigga)
Getting mad blunted Getting' gettin' mad blunted I'm (Clinton Sparks)
Untouchable uncrushable I'm (We gon’ do what it do baby)
Untouchable uncrushable I’m
Untouchable uncrushable I'm
Gettin’ mad blunted gettin' gettin' mad blunted (New Crack City nigga)
[Verse 1: Rah Digga]
Gettin' mad blunted on the piff and the kush (Uhuh)
Only thing tighter than my rhymes is the pus’ (Okay)
We out in the got y'all se me do what it do
Gully broad so sicker love song 2
Ain't nothin' but the goodies when I'm openin' my mouth
It's ‘cause I took a break the game and took it to the south
Super bitch you bringin' back don't need no spinach
Ten years done got it in without so much as a blemish, I ain't finished (Nope)
Your whole hood beat (Yeah), and your too weak (Come on)
We got that shit that turn a full street to Wolf Creek
Get possessed with that Italy spirit
Have these bitches fucked up, losin' more than their hearin'
It get even worse if any men tes' her
You gon' come face to face with Winchesters
Bushmasters [?] shit you ain't into
Can't get ‘em in the hood ‘less you tell ‘em I sent ya
Untouchable uncrushable gettin' gettin’ mad blunted gettin' gettin' mad blunted I’m
Untouchable uncrushable I'm (New Crack City)
Untouchable uncrushable I'm
Untouchable uncrushable I'm (Flipmode nigga)
Getting mad blunted Getting' gettin' mad blunted I'm (Clinton Sparks)
Untouchable uncrushable I'm (We gon’ do what it do baby)
Untouchable uncrushable I’m
Untouchable uncrushable I'm
Gettin’ mad blunted gettin' gettin' mad blunted (New Crack City nigga)
[Verse 1: Rah Digga]
Gettin' mad blunted on the piff and the kush (Uhuh)
Only thing tighter than my rhymes is the pus’ (Okay)
We out in the got y'all se me do what it do
Gully broad so sicker love song 2
Ain't nothin' but the goodies when I'm openin' my mouth
It's ‘cause I took a break the game and took it to the south
Super bitch you bringin' back don't need no spinach
Ten years done got it in without so much as a blemish, I ain't finished (Nope)
Your whole hood beat (Yeah), and your too weak (Come on)
We got that shit that turn a full street to Wolf Creek
Get possessed with that Italy spirit
Have these bitches fucked up, losin' more than their hearin'
It get even worse if any men tes' her
You gon' come face to face with Winchesters
Bushmasters [?] shit you ain't into
Can't get ‘em in the hood ‘less you tell ‘em I sent ya
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