[Round 1: Nu Jerzey Twork]
I said, Arsonal's a league owner
Next card you throw, if I ain't invited, it's on
I'll come to a packed-out UDubb event and pull the fire alarm
I was gonna come here with no jokes and knock you the fuck out
You get hit wit' a combination
But I say, nah, I'm gon' rap...'cause I gotta get the deposit waitin'
And I ain't gon' choke tonight!
{Crowd cheers}
And even if I do, I better still get paid, or a Llama blazin'
Try me...I'll shoot the club up: she ovulating!
9 will blaze him!
Nah, .38 with the beam for his eyes to gaze in
I got it flashin' on top of a tre (tray): bottle waitress
Salutations, drive-by, Scion racin'
I said Scion 'cause my bitch whippin': dominatrix!
I'm tired of playin'
Loud thunder, I'll have my bitch clip ya man Swag, the cal' dumpin'
I told her, "Sting Ray": Crocodile Hunter
And if Ars' trail ya (Australia), he's goin' down under!
I'm the top gunner, I'm the top dawg
You told Trick Trick you ain't know Suge
If you thought he was ya bro, he not one
Pop somethin', this shit look like a Photoshop gun
(*chk-chk*) He's like, "Is that a 12-gauge?"
BAOW! I thought you ain't KNOW no Shotgun!
I watched son and behind all these you the brokest bum
If I give you a brick, tell you to bring it back in two days
It better be sold in one
Let him try to play with my money, I'mma load a gun
You gon' see this hammer like Thor
Nah, I'm just tellin' you you better pay me what you owe, then, (Odin) son
I'm rollin' up, out the Escalade
The chrome will dump
Throw him in the Gulf (golf), I hopped out the Caddy with the iron and put a hole in-
Nah, that's old as fuck
But I gave him a warnin'
He thought I was fakin' performin'
Dome shot, permanent head wrap: Sway in the Morning!
I'm bombin' and came to snatch everything out your confidence
Since you tryin' to convince the world of your accomplishments
I'm your co-
Fuck that! Bigga 9 is gripped!
The Glock a stick
Pistol-whip 'til something Big bent (Ben): I'll clock his shit
I'm not for shit
I was just at the hotel with Hollow Da Don, real modest friend
He kept tellin' me how you was tryna cheat him at the Fight Klub
I said, "Man, you gotta try to forgive."
He said he might do the same shit to you, I said, "Ain't that 'bout a bitch."
All that advice for the Dinininon...but all I could think about was the Hollow tips!
I'm not for shits! I'm 'bout to catch a body in this place!
Chrome sparkin', dumpin'
This the old Ars' in London
(*chk-chk*) The Shotty in his face!
A Beretta to his back!
Y'all ain't tired of him retirin'?
(*chk-chk*) BAOW! This time, he ain't NEVER comin' back!
I'm so for real
Errrrt! Grip and I load the steel
'Cause before a nigga beat me with Squidward's clarinet, I'mma do a drive-by in the Invisible Boatmobile!
This dude is gay-
Man, fuck the jokes, tool will spray
BAOW! Bullet as big as a Avocado: this shit'll Ruin Your Day!
I'm triflin', shorty
"Mr. Disrespectful"
Talk about everybody motherfuckin' kids, which is twice as corny
You don't got custody of ya child, nigga
You can't even Skype ya daughter
Ya baby mom just want a little child support
BAOW! Now she gonna get ya life insurance!
I light the .40, but he still don't get it
Well, let me get real close wit' it
Steel toes wit' it
I see your daughter, take that lil' bitch head and field-goal-kick it!
I'm wild like that, bitch
Fuck this bus driver, I'll do him downright tragic
Wait 'til he's lettin' off his kids, put out his lil' 'Bus Stop' sign and drive right past him!
It's Nu Jerooz and them Gooonies, my crew recruited him
We suited and booted and shoot through him
He knew we hooligans
Pop! And since you motherfuckin' hate midgets, it's two to shoot at him
Leg shot, baow baow!
"I don't like the look-"
I Oompa-Loompa'd him!
Jersey!
I said, Arsonal's a league owner
Next card you throw, if I ain't invited, it's on
I'll come to a packed-out UDubb event and pull the fire alarm
I was gonna come here with no jokes and knock you the fuck out
You get hit wit' a combination
But I say, nah, I'm gon' rap...'cause I gotta get the deposit waitin'
And I ain't gon' choke tonight!
{Crowd cheers}
And even if I do, I better still get paid, or a Llama blazin'
Try me...I'll shoot the club up: she ovulating!
9 will blaze him!
Nah, .38 with the beam for his eyes to gaze in
I got it flashin' on top of a tre (tray): bottle waitress
Salutations, drive-by, Scion racin'
I said Scion 'cause my bitch whippin': dominatrix!
I'm tired of playin'
Loud thunder, I'll have my bitch clip ya man Swag, the cal' dumpin'
I told her, "Sting Ray": Crocodile Hunter
And if Ars' trail ya (Australia), he's goin' down under!
I'm the top gunner, I'm the top dawg
You told Trick Trick you ain't know Suge
If you thought he was ya bro, he not one
Pop somethin', this shit look like a Photoshop gun
(*chk-chk*) He's like, "Is that a 12-gauge?"
BAOW! I thought you ain't KNOW no Shotgun!
I watched son and behind all these you the brokest bum
If I give you a brick, tell you to bring it back in two days
It better be sold in one
Let him try to play with my money, I'mma load a gun
You gon' see this hammer like Thor
Nah, I'm just tellin' you you better pay me what you owe, then, (Odin) son
I'm rollin' up, out the Escalade
The chrome will dump
Throw him in the Gulf (golf), I hopped out the Caddy with the iron and put a hole in-
Nah, that's old as fuck
But I gave him a warnin'
He thought I was fakin' performin'
Dome shot, permanent head wrap: Sway in the Morning!
I'm bombin' and came to snatch everything out your confidence
Since you tryin' to convince the world of your accomplishments
I'm your co-
Fuck that! Bigga 9 is gripped!
The Glock a stick
Pistol-whip 'til something Big bent (Ben): I'll clock his shit
I'm not for shit
I was just at the hotel with Hollow Da Don, real modest friend
He kept tellin' me how you was tryna cheat him at the Fight Klub
I said, "Man, you gotta try to forgive."
He said he might do the same shit to you, I said, "Ain't that 'bout a bitch."
All that advice for the Dinininon...but all I could think about was the Hollow tips!
I'm not for shits! I'm 'bout to catch a body in this place!
Chrome sparkin', dumpin'
This the old Ars' in London
(*chk-chk*) The Shotty in his face!
A Beretta to his back!
Y'all ain't tired of him retirin'?
(*chk-chk*) BAOW! This time, he ain't NEVER comin' back!
I'm so for real
Errrrt! Grip and I load the steel
'Cause before a nigga beat me with Squidward's clarinet, I'mma do a drive-by in the Invisible Boatmobile!
This dude is gay-
Man, fuck the jokes, tool will spray
BAOW! Bullet as big as a Avocado: this shit'll Ruin Your Day!
I'm triflin', shorty
"Mr. Disrespectful"
Talk about everybody motherfuckin' kids, which is twice as corny
You don't got custody of ya child, nigga
You can't even Skype ya daughter
Ya baby mom just want a little child support
BAOW! Now she gonna get ya life insurance!
I light the .40, but he still don't get it
Well, let me get real close wit' it
Steel toes wit' it
I see your daughter, take that lil' bitch head and field-goal-kick it!
I'm wild like that, bitch
Fuck this bus driver, I'll do him downright tragic
Wait 'til he's lettin' off his kids, put out his lil' 'Bus Stop' sign and drive right past him!
It's Nu Jerooz and them Gooonies, my crew recruited him
We suited and booted and shoot through him
He knew we hooligans
Pop! And since you motherfuckin' hate midgets, it's two to shoot at him
Leg shot, baow baow!
"I don't like the look-"
I Oompa-Loompa'd him!
Jersey!
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