[Round 1: Rum Nitty]
So you finally made it back, huh?
Good, now you can shut yo' big bitchin', cryin' suckin' dick to get back on Smack
Reneging on your contract lookin' ass up
I'm bout to kill you in the building, I don't care who they got on camera winnin'
Cause all these tickets got copped, to see us black live...that's what matters, nigga
I get at you bitches, I don't gotta ride with a TEC
Cause I'm intending to (10 and 2) put hands on Will (wheel) like you drivin' correct
I don't run from scuffles, I'll knuckle up you
I've been with it, walk up on Crippin' and have Blood running from you
Big ass Eagle and a MAC, you don't want the trouble
First the .50 point then the ten assist I call it a double double
Bust it, take too many shots, then it's game over
After that, I hit to wake up Ill...that's a hangover
I come back with straps killin', back to back, two fours
Buck out the Cadillac Williams
But I got a chop' that I open heads with
Fuck Shine! This K got a "I know he dead" kick!
I'll body that nigga, you copy that?
Vehicular homicide, I'm a Pontiac killer
Damn homie, in U.F.F. you was the man homie
Fuck happened to you?
You had opportunities too, Smack gave you the shot but you didn't sink in
Make sense, he from Michigan, when he led (lead) you to the water of course you didn't drink it
I'm greasy, I pull out heat for something small
Like over a dime or nick Will can (Dominique Wilkins) get 21
Or I'm reaching for the Hawk
But you pack Berettas, you gon' clap whoever
Stop it
The shots that Will send (Wilson) ain't hittin', pussy: ask Ciara
I'm in your city with a silencer, you can't hear me when it's blowin'
Let it peel (pill) in the Yak, hit his roof: he (roofie) didn't even know it
I'm locin', keep all personal shits out your lines
You copy?
'Cause you droppin' dirt can really turn into a body: that's Remember The Time
I lift up the nine, your hype man get his mug clapped
I'll do a square dirty hanging behind Will (wheel) that's a mud flap
But the fans dick ride him, like "He's a vet, he spit fire."
Well watch me O.D before the season, nigga: Len Bias
Don't try it wit' us, couple sticks when we slidin' up
2 Ks hittin' everything like when the sliders up
But you're a shotta right? Stop the hype
'Cause soon as I bust a move with the four, Will (wheel) skates: I'm Hitman Holla nice
No respect for him, I'll X you out have your set mourning
Pen, you let Ill in Team Homi? I should give you lead Poison
I got the little nine, compact, mini size
Ditch that, the shit I ride back with BIG: Hypnotize
We all strapped, shit'll fly, niggas live
Even my miss carry (miscarry), you won't make it out this bitch alive
I came back with the K out, this is a prison escape
I'll put one up north, then your atic'll (Attica) breakout
Get laid out, that little piece won't make the kill
But the shit I carry under would (Carrie Underwood), then let Jesus take the Will (wheel)!
I'm fo' real
For real, you can't keep it real yourself
Nigga, suicide or I'll do the job
You decide, kill yourself!
So you finally made it back, huh?
Good, now you can shut yo' big bitchin', cryin' suckin' dick to get back on Smack
Reneging on your contract lookin' ass up
I'm bout to kill you in the building, I don't care who they got on camera winnin'
Cause all these tickets got copped, to see us black live...that's what matters, nigga
I get at you bitches, I don't gotta ride with a TEC
Cause I'm intending to (10 and 2) put hands on Will (wheel) like you drivin' correct
I don't run from scuffles, I'll knuckle up you
I've been with it, walk up on Crippin' and have Blood running from you
Big ass Eagle and a MAC, you don't want the trouble
First the .50 point then the ten assist I call it a double double
Bust it, take too many shots, then it's game over
After that, I hit to wake up Ill...that's a hangover
I come back with straps killin', back to back, two fours
Buck out the Cadillac Williams
But I got a chop' that I open heads with
Fuck Shine! This K got a "I know he dead" kick!
I'll body that nigga, you copy that?
Vehicular homicide, I'm a Pontiac killer
Damn homie, in U.F.F. you was the man homie
Fuck happened to you?
You had opportunities too, Smack gave you the shot but you didn't sink in
Make sense, he from Michigan, when he led (lead) you to the water of course you didn't drink it
I'm greasy, I pull out heat for something small
Like over a dime or nick Will can (Dominique Wilkins) get 21
Or I'm reaching for the Hawk
But you pack Berettas, you gon' clap whoever
Stop it
The shots that Will send (Wilson) ain't hittin', pussy: ask Ciara
I'm in your city with a silencer, you can't hear me when it's blowin'
Let it peel (pill) in the Yak, hit his roof: he (roofie) didn't even know it
I'm locin', keep all personal shits out your lines
You copy?
'Cause you droppin' dirt can really turn into a body: that's Remember The Time
I lift up the nine, your hype man get his mug clapped
I'll do a square dirty hanging behind Will (wheel) that's a mud flap
But the fans dick ride him, like "He's a vet, he spit fire."
Well watch me O.D before the season, nigga: Len Bias
Don't try it wit' us, couple sticks when we slidin' up
2 Ks hittin' everything like when the sliders up
But you're a shotta right? Stop the hype
'Cause soon as I bust a move with the four, Will (wheel) skates: I'm Hitman Holla nice
No respect for him, I'll X you out have your set mourning
Pen, you let Ill in Team Homi? I should give you lead Poison
I got the little nine, compact, mini size
Ditch that, the shit I ride back with BIG: Hypnotize
We all strapped, shit'll fly, niggas live
Even my miss carry (miscarry), you won't make it out this bitch alive
I came back with the K out, this is a prison escape
I'll put one up north, then your atic'll (Attica) breakout
Get laid out, that little piece won't make the kill
But the shit I carry under would (Carrie Underwood), then let Jesus take the Will (wheel)!
I'm fo' real
For real, you can't keep it real yourself
Nigga, suicide or I'll do the job
You decide, kill yourself!
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