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Betrayal, Part 2

アーティスト:Rah Rah  アルバム:Going Steady 

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I be the worst like nick To all them m.c. thugs Like them four little kids And the teacher gettin' plugged I don't give a fuck style Tell me come jiggy I rock kix and swishees Coppin' moet wit' two counterfeit fifties What? Dirty girl rhyme spit mucous Speech uncoothe And raise the roof like lukas 12 years done rocked through all phases Watch your peeps scream the bitch was the blazest Niggas run they mouth about my click Not smart I bust your bloodclot Then drop you upon the sidewalk (Chi-chi-chi-blow!) Hit ya ass wit a vicious blow You know my style Spliff the foul Through your stereo Spliff starr ignorant immigrant I'm gettin' it Money, fast car, fine broads, what I'm hittin' it (that's right) Raw shit I'm spittin' it At you and yours Make you feel the pain nigga Like the dick to your balls Thug blood fluid Pumpin' in the face of my music Drop the street shit Watch the whole world rock to it Nigga squad! Squad had 'em opin' Had his bitch scopin' Sittin' by the bar Sippin' heinken's totin' Pinky rings glowin' Triple beams to the club My man is half thug Giving me pound and holdin' grudge Feelin' my shit So I can put a lock on your clik Your style is past tense Hold on, hold on You just started rappin' Ever since you heard the shit We fuckin' wit it's platinum Slow your growth Stop the show Go at you both Hit you with more bars than soap Sham is the name Feelin' invain' Fiendin' for dope (Buckshot) Yeah, you know we got cha opin! Don't front, you know we got cha opin kid Don't front, you know we got cha opin kid Don't front, you know we got cha opin kid Don't front, you know we got cha opin kid Don't front, you know we got cha opin kid Yo, stop frontin', you know we got cha opin kid Don't front, you know we got cha opin kid Stop frontin', you know we got cha opin kid Niggas made me mad And now I wanna clap shit (uh) I reign supreme in this motherfuckin' rap shit I lost my mind I can't get it back The way that I'm spittin', yo I spit ya fuckin' wig back Don't front, my squad got you opin Hit you with a buck fifty Here's a token Ramp is smokin' I'm no joke and I leave your face broken This is survival of the fittest Get wit us All you critics and bullshitters My nine goes bang I'm talkin' street slang I'm reppin' flipmode Plus I'm doing my thang On the side We won't let it ride Nigga don't hide Landlord innovator Switch lanes no indicator The general, cash generator Master and savior Nigga stay massive in nature When tooth shatter ya die bone In the savage cyclone of cops,


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