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Young Tony] Ayo, Hey You Mr. Guy (You) You In The Booth, Tell Me Why You Have To Lie (Why) Come On, Spit The All I Hear Is Bang Bang, Hustle This, That (Lying) But If You Crack, Then Where The Money At ? No Proof, Dr Seuss, Telling When He Rhyme Like Once Upon A Time I Was Really On The There`s Lie, Couldn`t Out-Hustle Me Hating It Come To D, I Can Take You`re Starting 5 I`m Only Goin At Rap Niggas That, Rap About But Couldn`t Show Me 10gs, And These Niggas Dry Snitching On Tees, Standing Out, A Sore Thumb To The D`s, My Please, If You Really Had Work, You Would Do What You Do And Put It On Your Shirt, It My Heart Hurt When Dumb Niggas Act Hood, You Ain`t No Hustla, Just A Nigga Can Rap Good
[Verse: Roxx] See There`s A Requirement, Nigga To Mention My Name (Smarten Up) How The Fuck You Little Can`t Stay In Your Lane Man You Offered Me A And I Took It (Aigh) Now I Hear This So How The Fuck Am I To Overlook It If This Little Nigga Survive Then It Gotta Be God How The Fuck Are You A With Your Factory Job ? And I Get It, Nigga Im A Fucking Diabetic And I Don`t Eat Y`all Sweet Niggas Evertime I See Retard Niggas Y`all Bitch Out Waddup Roxx ? Now We ? Then You Dip Out Talkin All That Bang Bang Shit, Pull A Out Sayin` You A Blood, Next Week You Crip Out I`m Saying, We Don`t Believe Y`all (Nah) G-35, X5 Nah (Yeah) This Here Is A Announcement For My Niggas (Yeah) No More Goodnight, Good Morning, Niggas
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[Verse: Hey Yo I`m Lost Can You Me Whats Going On In The Streets How It Feel To Count You Palmin` The Heat And Yes I For A 16 You Did 16 I That Weak Shit And Only Wanted The Beats (It`s True)
But Fuck The Money And The Cars That I To Set And Fuck The Women Thats Lying To All The Guys Met (Fuck All Of That) And Fuck The On My Songs And The Deals On The Or Basically Just Fuck Everything You Strive To Get
And The Room Of Resolution I`m It In Here If I Budden`s Flow, You Mimicing His Career And The Same Money We Hearing You To Charity You Need To Be To Littles To Give Him Some Clarity (What Up Littles)
Cuz Thats Homeboy I Think He`s Owed That Much Tell Him Pressing 25 Don`t Mean You Sold That And Breana, I Don`t Mean To Ya But You To Get Outside The Car To Shoot Video In Parma (Tony!)
You Act Like You And Hood Niggas`ll Harm Ya And This Is Not Hating My Nigga We It Karma But Yo Thuglife, Show Me Where Hammer Be Yes I A El On My Own And They Didn`t Damage Me You Try To Cover Up Your Like A Canopy And Try To 17 Year Olds Down In Bramalea (I Know About It)
And We Got It Out For You We Saying That Don`t Nobody Vouch For You Nope, Thorough Is Willing To Give A Cosign (Nobody) And You Don`t Even Sell Blow, You Just Blow You Even Get A Factor Grant So Stop Rapping, Go Fix Parts At A Tractor (Damn)
And Here Tetely T You One Of The Seven Dwarfs Standing To Me You Snitching In Court, Then Accept The Plea And I Hear You Paying These Women And I Sex For (What Up Sweetheart)
But Dog, How Did Start How We Get To This We All Got Niggas Bids Mr. Wishheart (What Up Cam) It`s Not Cool To Use Another Nigga`s As A Threat I Said You A Bitch, I A Seven Man Echo
You I Hustle, My Source For Currency Coke They Saying You Moving It And Currently Broke And You Risk Crack Time And Hang Around Black Crime So You Can Have Something To Say In You Rap Lines
They Say Drake Killed It Young Girls At A Private School (I Did) Dog If I Were You, I Tell You What I Do I Would Cut Ties With The And Just Make Them Fire You Lose The Body Pack And The Velcro You The Wire Through Them Not To Call And That`s Even If They Require You Cuz They The Only Recording That Wanna Hire You (It`s True) With What I Spend In A Weekend I Aquire You Some Of Them Believe You Got Money You Liar You
But, I Don`t Admire You Short Tell Tall Tales Good Riddance Aristo I Retired You!