i done listened to your music and watched your videos
you fakin on the tv and frontin at your shows
you keep on disrespectin it
what do i see? some pussy ass niggas starin at me
they got some big ass chains on with big ass rocks
a couple niggas standin behind em throwin up blocks
they claimin they whip pots
and they don't take no disrespect and keep their heats on cock
and if they punch you in your face then some teeth gon drop
man i don't know where the fuck y'all thinkin that we from at
but you niggas is keystone cops
little rascals tryna be big
just gon fuck up the party
thinkin that cause you drink a couple of fortys and twist phillys
that y'all is bout to take over the game
you goin broke tryna slang that crack
and you only gon fight a nigga that ain't gon fight back
they don't get you no damn props
you niggas is sheeps in wolves clothing and i eat lamb chops
i done listened to your music and watched your videos
you fakin on the tv and frontin at your shows
you keep on disrespectin it
say bun what's wrong wit em? they must be full of that when they hit it
bet he run right when he hear me
now we figure your city foldin
i know how to dish a clip at you
wouldn't you? break wit em
a webster's permission slip
these niggas transcript writers
knock you out them reeboks
but he only flipped three blocks
blow your brain all over the ceiling like sheet rock
don't even know what you got shot fo
you hoe ass niggas squarin some rocks
move out the hood but don't take care of your block?
i done listened to your music and watched your videos
you keep on disrespectin it
these niggas is hoes on king's life
jesus christ is sewing me for copy write infringement
ignorant bully belligerent
so i deserve a certificate for thinkin up this killer shit
i'm like a pharaoh standin on a pyramid
hopin bun's enemies hearin this
y'all ain't sellin nothin right
the only bricks y'all ever seen was your record sales and when you pass a construction site
these rhymes that i write
if you could bring em to life
they could go in a cage and fight and knock out kimble slice
just to get closer to heaven with pimp c and big pun
this is latin history in the making for trill title takings
like taking the love of bob marley from a jamaican
y'all faking but for bun b we will ride until our heart stops
the success make me smile like tv tego and bankrock
i catch you popping champagne
just for thinking outside of the bun like taco bell's campaign
i done listened to your music and watched your videos
you keep on disrespectin it
think you get it with killer then sucker have a dick
i'ma take your funky breath like an asthmatic
damn tragic how i got your momma shot before her damn casket
i ain't talkin head bussin
i'm just talking rap battlin
but just in case you really want it
what you think the metal for? i hope you pussy niggas get the point
i don't care who point it out when my laser on a point
rest in peace to pimp c cause that nigga had a point
rappers act gay and dress like it too
niggas greedy and they never feed their crew
niggas cower to these crackers like some hoes
but always talkin bout what they-a do after their shows
just some shit i gotta get offa my chest
i ain't scared to battle him but he say that he the best
got a question for my trill ass gs around the way
how you let these fuck boys make it cool to be gay?
i done listened to your music and watched your videos
you fakin on the tv and frontin at your shows
you keep on disrespectin it