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Chip Tha Ripper

Rap 4 Sale

 

Rap 4 Sale

(album: The Cleveland Show - 2009)


I know I make you niggaz mad.
You better git glad like the bags yo.
I'm taken out the trash, You niggaz just splash.
I great lake the swag, Sour diesel with the hash. (Sky high nigga)
I'm like the needle in the glass.
Keep the windows tinted they can't see 'em when he pass.
Cause, All of the sudden now them ho's just spazz.
Why?, I don't know it ain't like I rush cash.
To them fine ass intricate women that I be hangin with.
They all think I be gamein ho's an slangin dick.
Only thing on my mind, Money n makin hits.
So many cornballs on my balls I can't take a shit. (DAMN!)
Why don't you git the fuck off.
Ain't none of you niggaz pitchin or offerin.
You can only be 20 somethin for 10 years.
An young niggaz gittin that bread, We in here.
Give it up,

Make way for this.
You lucky motherfuckas I should make you pay for this.
But na I'm good cause I stay with other ways ta eat.
I got rap 4 sale an amazin treat.
(Shit crazy, Baby)
I got rap 4 sale an amazin treat.
(Come pay me, Baby)
I got rap 4 sale an amazin treat.

Now my hustle is relentless, That sour diesel endless.
Wuch you know bout showin loyalty in business.
So you won't be livin in the past.
Consider this shit the cash when you listenin to these raps.
I got style nigga I don't need a stylist.
Less you got a lil waist an ass like a cows is.
Them crazy ladies be houndin.
I beat the pussy up till they through the towel in.
I be fitted but some people call it stylin.
I'm to the basket, These niggaz keep foulin.
And 1 ya punk bitch.
Can stop me then you know you can't fuck with the young nigga cudi.
Why he ignorin us, Cudi tell these ho ass niggaz we gloryus.
Aw naw he done gone hollywood on us.
Got dam right.
Broke bitch now stay from round us.

Make way for this.
You lucky motherfuckas I should make you pay for this.
But na I'm good cause I stay with other ways ta eat.
I got rap 4 sale an amazin treat.
(Shit crazy, Baby)
I got rap 4 sale an amazin treat.
(Come pay me, Baby)
I got rap 4 sale an amazin treat.

Make way for this.
You lucky motherfuckas I should make you pay for this.
But na I'm good cause I stay with other ways ta eat.
I got rap 4 sale an amazin treat.
(Shit crazy, Baby)
I got rap 4 sale an amazin treat.
(Come pay me, Baby)
I got rap 4 sale an amazin treat.

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