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Not That Nigga

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I'm not really the type of nigga to play the gangsta Cause usually I be coolin But straight off the motherfuckin breast I ain't comin for no foolishness 100 volts on the mic kept on it seven nine doing that then I'm probably chillin Totin' that crazy off bottle til I'm blitzed Look-a-here nigga yall know that feelin But I ain't that type of nigga to shoot the shit if you're on my shit list But I'm that type of nigga that's quick to handle my business Im makin a run with shit that I've done Im wavin a gun now see what you've brung me Make niggas get brung strung then hung with the slip of a tongue I unfold a truck-load as I explode Them bitches can't hold they self though when I'm in my fuck mode Im keepin'em tight I'm keepin'em hype I'm leavin'em right I'm even uptight Holdin the mic and say the word FUCK more times then Dolomite I'm that nigga that got the last words you got served Smokin fat herbs and gunnin niggas down like backbirds With fast words observe I'm funky like badgers But I'm much much more then a mouth full of adverbs and bad words Stick dick to your lip like chapstick My graphic I rap with More flava more paper I'm colder then a cup of Kool-Aid Ain't never been done before so nigga then why try Hittin harder then Popeye slappin motherfuckers like ChaCha I fuck with a capitol F put Maxwells to death cuz nigga I club there And I'ma continue to flow until I come up on my last breath So 'fo we raise up (OH!) Homies chase a (HOE!) See I'm that nigga that said so where the nine look nigga stay low Look-a-here I'm not that nigga I'm not that nigga I'm not that nigga to fuck with (background:He ain't that nigga to fuck with) You'll get picked off Keep fuckin wit a nigga like me get hip-tossed Fuck fightin faggot nigga I know Had jumped your bitch ass like Kriss-Kross And look at the riddle that I belittle Witout a trumbone nor a fiddle I'll jump in your eardrum and play paradiddle Stop wantin' to ditch I'm hummin' this bitch and comin up rich In case you hadn't noticed I'm 'bout a FIRED-EM UP son of a bitch Inch by inch as I drench I'm a silver clench That bullshit that y'all niggas thought was a criminal choke the pain of a pinch I got more gimmicks to make them bitches bounce like DJ Jimmy They can't get near me cause they fear me But yall don't hear me Just like that bitch I saw Who hit my fucking car Look-a-here I'm ran that hoe from Chipawah to Wichita I'm steady professsin' so niggas can get that funky lesson I effervescent as i'm that resident from that fuckin crescent That nigga that know how Makin' them bitches say (Go Child) Poppin' that pushin and shakin' that ass like at a loo-ow So pass me the pen and the paper the pen and the pussy now PASS ME THE MIC Show you I'll jump on yo' ass just like a Palmadite I shot more shit then Shawn Kemp I got more bitches then a world pimp And got more flavour then a brown shrimp


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