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You can get the
chrome get the
fitted off your dome This shit you think you know think I'm kidding then you wrong This ain't no song, just flexing by balls Y'all broke down like the
shit in your garage Put the
pressure on your shoulder blade, talk that shit Show up in a
motorcade, fuck that shit Man everybody knows you fake, plus you a
bitch And everybody knows you hate, hustle and motivate Everybody knows I'm the
GOAT, greatest How you gonna say I'm not your favorite? As far as country rap goes everyone's just okay But you know I'ma go Crazy white boy get a
job don't sing about stuff, what a
punk, what's up You fuckboys stand around don't even get shit done, shit's junk I'm plugged in like light sockets and plus I
am psychotic Don't bark I
bite Mike Tyson, roll dice gamble life that's in You shouldn't fuck around with me, fuck around with me You shouldn't fuck around with me, I
won't let it be I
won't let 'em breathe RIP to a
motherfucker who want war with me Run up get your ass served VIP Whoop a
bitch nigga ass my specialty SOB, son of a
gun, huh Look at how fast they run, uh My pistol it knocks heads off shoulders That's game over done, uh Whole bunch of hoes and shit whole clique No town having ass whole bitch whole shit Buckshot, get rocked, hillbilly hold this Want smoke? I
got it, who wanna get lit? I
don't tryna hear about your trip That shit games fucked, two dicks, no bitch Walk around looking like a
lick, prolly rob these dudes with my fist Who wanna get it rockin'? It ain't ever been a
problem We can hit 'em with a
shotgun, you ain't gonna see tomorrow He a
motherfucking goner, I'm a
motherfucking gunner Ain't that a
motherfucker, motherfucker, motherfucker? Leave 'em on slump shit, pull my shit Took a
city boy to show you what country is Pull my boots on then kicked in the
door Let's run around saying bitch this is war Sitting shotgun with a
shotgun I've been popping Since Master P
and Silkk the
Shocker had 'em saying uhh We can get it rocking it ain't never been a
problem Fuck boy we ain't worried about none We can get it done, I'ma be the
one Better run Forrest run Forrest run, run for it run for it run You can bring a
knife and I'ma bring a
gun Pow, wow, I
just bought a
new house Living up north you can see it from the
south Who's that peeping in my window, pow, nobody, nobody now You ain't talking 'bout me then then nobody counts On top of the
mountain, nobody around Fuck the
mainstream I'll remain underground All alone on the
throne where the
fuck is my crown? Whoa, oh, you ain't got no soul you fuckers outta control You microwave while I
cook on the
stove Y'all Betty Crocker's I'm cooking up dough I'm a
goon in this rap shit Y'all looking like food in this rap shit I'm a
fool with this rap shit One more album and I'm through with this rap shit What more I
gotta do to prove I
ain't number two? Bitch who the
fuck are you Writing three number one's you ain't did shit once I'ma do this shit again just incase you needed proof, ooh I'm sorry Ms. Jackson, I've been OutKasting Do this for practice, line after line how I'm catching these rappers Way too much talking bitch, where is the
action? Bitch I'm just askin'? What the
fuck happened? The
game ain't the
same so I
came did my thing I
created the
lane now I'm done with this rap shit
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