far rock

most niggas is cowards

hide behind the record like a shield

mention my name and you gon' get killed

blood spilled for real

you niggas better chill cause i solemnly swear

to get uglier than seal

not behind my back

only thing i got in common with ass is i clap

shut up

get up

bet it burns more than your sit ups

what you ate

you spit up

fuck your outfit up

blood all over your number nines

that cute shit you was saying wasn't funny to mine

we dead ass

so that smack battle rap shit will get you left dead

yes sir

look at me

don't i look like a nice guy?

i walk around with your head priced high

niggas playing theyselves like suicide drills

russian roulette with a tec and no suicide kill

dick up in his ear

fuck what you heard

changed up the pitch

couldn't hit the curve

bum nigga go and pick a curb

shawty wasn't lit so i hit the swerve

booty knocking over tables

that's an ass-fault

touchdown

nigga hit it on the asphalt

v foreign whip came with a passport

counting straps like i'm tryna rub a rash off

caught slipping and he froze up

never pimps down

hoes up

head shot

now his toes up

represent your hood nigga

throw it up