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You see a nigga sore my first instinct is to lean on him
A weak nigga eating in my hood niggers are put a beam on him
These niggers ain't supposed to be eating your
This wheat is sweet and low I have 'em like shit is all good
Listen to me nigger
Let Drake get you niggers in the mood for love
I'm bout to get you in the mood for the smoke and gloves
Dope fiend, morphine, cocaine, dilemma
Crack I'm the cook and the bad boy I'm a chemist
Fuck bill poppin' I strap I pop that
Watch the henchmen trap see a rat ran out on rat
You got a nice gimmick going you been hot a few summers
But I got a kind of flow that could stop the world hunger
SK I got nothing but energy
Call me 50 call me ferarri the rimiti
How you gonna case a hater don't remember me
I happen to be with these rap niggers who pretend to be
Hitting me won't be enough you gotta finish me
All is ruger town the SR9
Fragments freak the shay in your ass go blind
Time's up you fuck gotta learn to duck, wassup
[Hook]
Don't make me (don't)
Don't make me (do it)
Show you wassup, don't make me fuck you
Don't make me (don't)
Don't make me (do it)
Show you wassup, don't make me fuck you up
Listen here bitch on the milk box ain't missing
I need some of these hoes runnin round we're pimpin'
I'm writing reality this sounds harsh
Here charge over to get at me he sounds wash
I ain't even fire back this shit's wash
What kind of shit is that this only happens in rap
These niggers so fake it make my skin crawl
Hope I ain't the last real nigga up over the wall
Ice chucks in the chain way spinning
Green lining, bogus from the benjami's in 'em
Time forth oh Lord
If I ain't known better I'd think a nigga pushed raw
It feels like it never gonna stop
A nigga so hot, I may spend forever on top
Forever ever, forever in the drop
You can't tell I got it on lock
Bitch!
[Hook]
Don't make me (don't)
Don't make me (do it)
Show you wassup, don't make me fuck you
Don't make me (don't)
Don't make me (do it)
Show you wassup, don't make me fuck you up
