baby this is real shit
my record sell slow i'm show you my dick
hit a breakdown
no 400 bars yet
i don't need that
i'm gas
your whole click is ass
i mean that
g-unot cocksucker
better believe that
i say it one time
watch the whole world scream back
g-u-n-o-t
now thats for billboard
rest in peace
and since my nigga died
i been stress no sleep
contemplating suicide in my lexus jeep
i tried twice but i couldn't make my death complete
i guess you could say mya got the best of me
came back from the dead to address the beef
kiss my converse bitch and accept defeat
cause i hate it when bullies try to test the weak
thats when i go bishop and juice and start flexin heat
you could get it in the stomach just like raheem
cause running with a snitch is not quite my thing
i tried to take buck with me
but he stayed on the scene
guess all i can do now is pray for supreme
while i finish my next album
5 million and countin
anticipating
tellin the world i did it without him
if aftermath was a family that didn't have a mother
i'd be dre's newborn
you'd be the jealous older brother
yea
daddy love us but in the meanwhile
you talkin behind his back and in his face you smile
you moved out the house
you a failure now
and lil' game grew up to be a problem child
i whip yo head boy
that's for kanye west
i whip yo head boy
with the back of my tech
yeap
your fuckin group fell flat without me
you mad
what you gonna do rap about me?
your bars is park garbage
hooks is mediocre
and your new shoes look like reebok pennyloafers
try to walk in my shoes a block
hurricanes in stores the day after christmas
nigga fuck reeboks
you a steroid addict
you need detox
hopefully you make it out in time to be on detox
cause blackwallstreet expandin
yea i bought 3 blocks
my so
it should of came with pete rock
and lets not forget who made me hot
it was dr. dre that took me out the weed spot. you want credit
forget it
i did it on my own
gave you 300 bars
then said i'm gone
but i'm back
this is rap and a fact is a fact
they say once you turn snitch
you never go back
heres a picture of ja rule
motherfucker hold that
what goes around comes around
get used to the gold plaques
homie got cheese
but he don't feed no rats
i show the world my dick if lloyd banks go plat
i'm lyrically insane
lloyd banks know that
he told me i was like a big daddy kane throwback
started with 1 brick
built my own company
and don't spread news about it unless it come from me
guess whos the boss
nigga my squad deep
but glasses malone is not signed to blackwallstreet
nigga don't
don't
don't
don't
don't believe the hype
hear that mike?
and don't be alarmed
this is not a diss
but missusing my logo kinda got me pissed
and i got enough beef
now lil' eazy dissin
he don't write his own raps
so i gotta forgive him
i got love for ya pops and i always will
so on behalf of eric wright
my nigga you gotta chill
i'm the reason you new westcoast nigga's got a deal
while i was doin mixtapes
they was watching college hill
for real
you motherfuck's ain't got half my skill
i run this shit like oj and pass for the bills
trying so hard to be a gangsta
nigga you seethrough
posing like 50 on the cover of the gq
button up shirt with the cut off sleeves
i got twin desert eagles
nigga suck on these
i got that ceo flow
yeah my bars are sweet
like hova in takeover
chewin out mobb deep
like pac on hit em up
chewin out mobb deep
don't one of you niggas got sickas cell
fuck your talk is cheap
when i see you
and i'm gonna see you
i'm strip you down asshole naked and thats how i'm leave you
then i'm find havoc
make him walk through queens nude
with black wallstreet tattooed on his back
nigga's signed to g-unit
now they bustin guns
but last week it was: my nigga game