[Round 1: Big T]
Ayo Smack, what these niggas raisin?
These niggas all prunes
Fire what? Nigga you wouldn't light it up in a dark room
Blast what? Nigga you couldn't be that gassed up with car fuel
Why y'all giving him mac support?
This nigga won't give you back support
He like a bar stool
So go ahead do your drive by
I'm a draw tools, you fire we gon' fan back at you 'til it's all cool
And leave everything everywhere
Nigga I hope the car full now
That's my way for turning a blood bath to a carpool
That bitch you talk to in a plane cockpit sucking me and my man's cock
She say "I throw up off a nut Big T so tell me when you finna nut Big T
So I can stop. Now don't be no asshole."
"Asshole?"
"Bitch say it again."
She said it and I said "bop!"
And now she throwing somebody else kids in the air like Hancock
Asshole
I ask hoes like, "Why he rap this weak?"
I know he thinking like "I should've worked hard them past few weeks."
This round put you in the ground four
I stomp you to get the last two feet
Boy you couldn't get rid of footage (foot itch) this bad
If you invented cream for athlete's feet
Boy don't ask Big T about his street ties, please try
I make the hardest nigga you know sling pies
Convert serve bean pies
I aim to do whatever to get my point across, please try
Nigga I take the "LK" outta "lucky" just so I can make you see why (U,C,Y)
Please guy I know he like he holding tech's
And I'm Hollow he spaz out right, no Tourettes
I'm like dude you can bring on ya best
And take picture like this, you still won't pose threat
I'm bored to death with all these "what you need to be me" liners
He gon' say you need Zangief pile drivers, you need all the Dhalsim fires
You need all the Bison elite fighters
So how is you getting busy in the streets liar?
Sound like somebody was too busy playing Street Fighter
My whole team rides this shit is in my nature
So if you got niggas looking out for me, I got my ways of saying thank you
So if I hit you with 6 but there's 7 in the clip
Since I still owe you 1, I'm just returning the favor
Hollow think he the gangsta, why this nigga talking for me?
Why stand here with this nigga?
Why [?] toke with buddy?
Boy you think I was a ventriloquist when my hands in a talking dummy
I won't let my lips move, I let my hands do the talking for me
I got these goods I just feel like I wanna rearrange shit
Aim it at the couch, knock it down to the basement
I put the basement in the attic, put the attic down to the basement
Bullets ricocheting off cabinets, switching all of the paintings
Change all of the vases, switching all of the statements
Well you can't tell if I was redecorating or making a statement
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