AJOUTER PAROLES
Top 100
Sorties d'albums
artistes
Communauté
Espagnol
Portuguais
Anglais
Correction Paroles
DNA vs. Geechi Gotti (Rematch)
par
Smack
Retour
Paroles
This is the problem in battle rap When we became more concerned with how a n***a looks physically Than what he says lyrically Y'all missing the art Last time I was on here I lost to a girl Well that waist trainer made her body look good and her delivery sharp Kings vs. Queens if you look at that tape I made superstar Y’all tried to pick it apart Ray J; cause my material ain't hit at first but I gave vixen (Viixen) a start And I'm stuck with Mr. West now I guess you ain’t get the memo No gun bar DNA can't be matched if you on demon time They resurrеcted god and brung him from the east to rhymе You right I don't keep a .9 The best reflection is self it's no need to lie So me talkin' 'bout them hammers over Sammy Sosa, I kissed the piece good-bye And now I got a different tone You was all over Twitter sayin, "They robbed me for 25-" n***a You'se A b*t*h When you was walking on that red carpet you ain't have flashbacks and wasn’t scared to die? Cause your loss to the Christian was prerecorded so A. Ward (award) shows you couldn’t handle airin' (Aaron) live Besides, this was all before we was on Lockdown You was aggressive with the crowd You scared ’em probably Had them prepared for robbery So it was only one star after BET - don't believe the Tales from Gotti Let's cut the theatrics Rum I forgot who you with I guess that's why you went through great lengths to say I stole And your bar for Nipsey was better And you was under post So what? For a thread you and Nit’ in (knitting) together? Y'all went through drastic measures "For 25K I'll kill a n***a for real" when you stole, oh the rules they change now And the nerve, is Rex here? Here's comes the breakdown You gon' spit a bunch of gun bars and random lines I'ma make them study the truth and the lies (analyze) The volts (votes) in the Volume made you sound amplified Y'all let this Nut straight jack it (jacket), well now he came across the X and his hands is tied I'm alive, the culture is tired of hearing about your war stories Is anybody in your circle around? Let's look past the target In a room the core switches when you try to act the hardest Well that's why I'ma beat him in his home Goodz Cause I'll display I never had trouble in that department Your raps is garbage 2020 we seen your stock drop but what? You was on SMACK regardless? It's because y'all kept buying into this Crip though (crypto) and now he crashed the market This the wrong exchange, this disease I've seen it often When an artist tries to be a boss but can barely move a finger when the URL and King Of The Dot stream is off You need Caffeine for battles, Twitch for Riot, you're paralyzed without the league support Stephen Hawking, cause this Crip needs the machine to talk Always telling us about the mill and how it hits the spot Caffeine y'all let him take cash out to get credit and then y'all give him props Well, let's switch the plot or the buck-fifty that'll take the other half like y'all split the pot In this arena we just keep hearing about Bay blades (Beyblades) no matter how you spin it top Boy I don't got to pull from the side, word is it's a song in battle rap called "WWF" Well you can tell Calicoe this, your jail stories really funny but they ain't You hangin' cases over us is how you put money in the bank The ladders helped you cash out for the title Then you went Hollywood, introduced us to this New World Order Became a changed man So I see how you painted the belt Blac(k), to pull strings for a n***a who sprays cans But I get it, because before you, Roc was the People's Champ The fans said he let Smack down now they went with the runner up Yeah you showed up with heat, but he won't make it to NXT he's not tough enough I tried to convince you to go against the Corporation You just want to bring toast in the ring but we done with it now Stone Cold, cause we all started to question Mark when he couldn't use what's in the crowd You know why I'm really The Champ? 'Cause I don't gotta wait for fans or for votes to arrive You know why I'm really The Champ? Because my show on Caffeine keeps this culture alive You know why I'm really The Champ? I booked this whole card, promote myself, do what's necessary You know why I'm really The Champ? Because I'm always able to get new plates your title is temporary You know what? This whole Champion set up is like the intro to Fresh Prince So I see why y'all went with the west Philly, to make sure he stays with the belt Because y'all was tired of seeing him get his ass kicked and caught but y'all can't cop out This is how he painted himself So y'all put Will in the backseat But for The Champ y'all brought him to Bel-Air even when he's getting destroyed And before it starts to show y'all let Blac judge because he can fill (Phil) in the void What's this? The reunion? Well I never needed media to make me great I'ma be The Champ forever your title got an expiration date We got Geechi Gotti...versus... n***a why sometimes you tooth be in and sometimes it ain't? The f**k that sh*t about? What the f**k is that sh*t about? This n***a did this sh*t for clout 30 clip on a n***a scalp Beefin' with me n***a you should have took a different route I treat them shootout like my hard times no matter what I'ma stick it out When in doubt n***a I react with anger Ayo Fleek come quick, got your homie in danger Standing over DNA holdin' a banger And I'ma shoot till the can half empty f**k around, get arrested for an open container .45 I hold the Colt like a hanger Last mission it was two ghost guns when I was airin' people If I would have got caught I would've needed some lawyers because these pair illegal (paralegal) The Desert Eagle give you two options n***a you get shot in the face or you get shot in the face n***a that's the choice They like, "DNA leaking" I don't give a f**k if Eric bled, so (Bledsoe)? n***a that's the point Pass the joint I'm smokin' him You gettin' killed in Cali ya body part get shipped to your closest kin DNA in an envelope n***a results is in n***a I brought the poker in The blade swipe like debit a gang of cuts A thousand bucks he can't do sh*t with it, it's Caffeine credit Yeah I said it n***a we in Cali it feel good catchin' bodies while I'm home But make no mistake no matter what was the state you dying was the goal Think hitchhiker; n***a I could've a picked up this body on the road I ain't lying on my soul My last opp in a box with his kids; family sized He kept thinking I was a joke like Kaufman and he (Andy) died Blam the .9 Stand over your body not blinkin' n***a you a nerd, anybody say they seen DNA in the street must have been around while my opps leaking n***a stop tweaking Chess had you shook on stage at that moment I knew you was a scary whore Yeah we seen you with the Cake in ya face and a melee you wasn't ready for That machete bar, what the f**k dawg? That prove how much you suck dog Knives was bullets that what you on dawg? I'll stick a blade in your head slice off 50% and tell the cops I'm just trying to cut cost So the only reason I'd have to spray a machete will be with sanitizer to clean the blood off What the f**k Cuz thought? sh*t was a game? Well I ain't got time to play They gave Danny Drugz so I won't be taking an L 'less D' (LSD) out his mind today The .9'll spray Boy I'll put a gun in his mouth, yeah, I'm good with static The Sig'll (cig'll) be halfway hangin' off ya lip like a hood mechanic Cuz what's happening? I had it up to here With n***as like you rappin' a life you don't live, to us n***as that sh*t unfair Ya moms supposed to be retarded was your pops at least a street n***a? You mean you ain't never been around blocks, bricks, or no type of ki's? That's kinda' rare You telling me you never even played with Nicks? I know your daddy mad at son (Madison) Square n***a you guardin' who? n***a you guardin' who? Huh? You better hope we spare you Cause when the heat air you I never told nobody I killed nobody I just go back to my hood and tell the homies to C careful Yeah ask around I'm one of the realest n***as in this sh*t it only be you dweebs doubtin' I manifested my destiny, I took all my L's, bent 'em, and made C's out 'em But y'all can keep doubtin' Yeah n***a, y'all can keep doubting- ah yeah it don't even matter to me Cuz this n***as a nerd who had a bet This clear, look this W lookin' kinda clear But y'all already knew this n***a slogan get him the f**k- no Get that dumbass Luigi mustache with no beard the f**k out of here You been rapping 12 plus years get your career the f**k out of here n***a, get that stupid ass face you making right now looking like you want to cry with no tears the f**k out of here This ain't no Super Fight y'all could have got this card the f**k out of here Go 'head it's yo' turn but hurry up and get them weak ass elementary bars the f**k out of here It went from every f**kin' bar to every f**king card Geechi I remember when you barely had one supporter Now you got on two chains Queen Latifah Set It Off braids Marc, you look like a whole Grand Theft Auto character and I love the aura But you just the gangsta DNA Freestylin', preparin', last minute My blueprint is why you got a bunch of offers So this all happened because you took a page out of my book, Marc - stop cuttin' corners I'ma smoke Jerry next Cause n***a you never win when you battle vets What makes it worse is he joined a crew all the way out in Cali but in New York he had a rep It had Smack depressed so may your death be animated, I'm talkin' casket fresh Cause ya playin' yourself but look how the Family Guy gets at em' west (Adam West) And originally I went to Bat for you you know you and your crew need to stop comin' up here talkin' 'bout these guns freely It's about time we stop hearing about you People Magazines its become a issue for Us Weekly Whether its real or its true its always starring your Union that's how you getting you believers They fell in love with you for faking deaths, but you can't Deliver Us From Eva (either) I'ma make a Monopoly off of battle rap Lu Castro is where I started this special flow Now everything I land has value, Boardwalk you the next to go So act live, this gon' be your last ride since y'all think this vet can't off 'em His moves known, the Tombstone that for the next man coffin (coughing) No rules, I'm old-school, I use the left hand often Somebody better put Marc cal' away (Mark Calaway) or he going to be a dead man walkin' And I'ma tell the camera man keep rolling rolling You know this gangsta image ain't working for you, you really should have learned in the first Jumanji because this role (roll) took a turn for the worst You came out robbin' and lyin' in the game Danny, tell this kid I done faced n***as like Red, Rum (redrum) So I never get murdered twisted for him to neglect is hard No, I figured out why you be Shining, it's always death in your bars I see it Jack, n***as like you just got a bank account So when you started withdraw, you became a headache So they took you off the card and then that stream was jumpin' Poor concentration, low energy, this act seems disgusting Now you the sh*t, back on Volume 6, well that's meaning somethin' Of course you would have a breakdown without Coffee, you need Caffeine to function It's disgusting But I don't want to paint a narrative and tell a story Have one of your lil' Crips let the TEC fly But does somebody have RX number? She might get peeled (pilled) for being on the left side You know you was just with the Christian He should've told you "all money is not good money" You still got the wrong logic Cause Beasley warned Mark of the beast, but he's still tryin' to force profit (false prophet) Oh you think you sick cause you Snoop in the air? Well this Crip is so plain (Soul Plane) Here's where I expose the pilot n***as in ya league can have a RealNameBrandon if they don't deny it I'm talkin' havin' everybody in that tier (tear) gassed Let me control the The Riot Go get ya shooters, we got swift manuevers My team fire, Street Fighter, this Akuma You can't win with losers You can switch, flip, dip, to go get ya Ruger But the only thing we can get from Marc (Mark) is a sub'; Hangin' With Mr. Cooper You know my mother-in-law said, "Mijo! You gotta stop goin' to the casino." I said, "Nah. I got a gamble with The Mafia." Cause Rum it started with you, now it's not even about the bars Cause you the one we saw first But your right hand keeps tryin' to beat us with the hammer, let's count the cards You gon' say I got that corn feel But you outta control, f**kin' up businesses while they show you no love Shine said I go to bat for you I said, "Chill. Let him choke on his own Blood." At least you died with your brother They said, "DNA you gonna keep tellin' us mafia stories?" Well as long it's dinero (DeNiro) in it You couldn't even handle them Bronx Tales You lost for tryin' to bully A. Ward, you should've have a better resort Cause we all know a mush is bad luck if it's a bet on the horse But The Mafia is gonna keep killin' cause it's makin' 'em money And that's sh*t we can see in Every Fuccin' Bar, you should've stayed away from it Sonny Whatchu gonna say? The workin' man is a sucker? No! The tough guy is the one getting up for work every mornin' It takes nothing to pull that trigger and let that gun fire Anything else is a slap in the face, I see you learned nothing from that bus driver But I got an arsenal (Arsonal) of rhymes His career is about to sink, look n***as be hesitant when they be bookin' you now, they be signin' that ink shook They see me they think "money", they see you they think "crook" Well think about it, that's the beauty Mark of havin' a distinct look URL, this remind me of that movie with Will Ferrell when he fake like he was in prison and now I start to see it Cause y'all let this n***a turn my house into a jail Well what makes it worse is they had heart (Hart) to teach it Time You lowkey slow huh? And when you was battlin' Rex I could've sworn he said yo' mama was slow too I know growin' up in that house it was lots of drama You gotta b*t*h? I guess it's safe to say she f**kin' retarded just like ya mama I told ya I wouldn't diss ya beautiful baby girl, and I won't, cause that's somethin' that suckas do I'm happy to know you was even gettin' pu**y Whole time I thought Clips was f**kin' you b*t*h what's up witchu? I don't give a f**k what you and John John do to rookies Everybody gon' take an L when that time come, but mayne (Maine) Keep thinkin' I'm Jakk and (Jack in) a box you gon' wind up inside one My eyes done, seen plenty kills, believe me I'll do a n***a greasy, think Volume 6, play with me and get ya Top pushed back; easy (Eazy) n***a watch how you read me Somethin' simple as talkin' through my rounds will make me pop him Just keepin' it real The slightest disrespect can get you murked by Gotti I'm really a Nut' And sperm should've showed y'all how something small DNA could turn into a body Let's talk about how you've been subbing URL with ya slogan I could say that you stressed That passive aggressive sh*t? That's just the way that you press Aye Smack, you know what he meant by, "Y'all don't deserve me"? Well let's take a guess It's the fact he feel like he work the most but amongst the top tiers he get paid the less Yeah, he brought y'all the sponsor; Harry You know, the one with the paper But somehow, Surf, Lux, Hollow, even me...our checks were gettin' greater That's what turned him to a hater Exposed you for the lame that you was Instead of chargin' for the outlet, he just gave y'all the plug That's no way you was a thug We ain't nothin' alike He gave y'all the plug but he feel like Y'all used it to give other n***as life I mean, not even 10%? How many times on N.O.M.E. or Summer Madness was he the main event? Now this ain't makin' sense You ain't never battled Mook or Lux? Now that's some crazy sh*t Especially since it was yo' sponsor it was the reason they was gettin' major chips Damn, now that's the part of yo' back that they actually stabbed you Took the money from yo' sponsor but gave Goodz and Arsonal the Cassidy battle It's sad cause they gassed you Told you you have a say so in every made decision But look at you, years later, you still in the same position And mayne it's sickenin' Cause if you a legend for anythang, I swear, it gotta be this Helpin' URL land one of they biggest sponsors but never profiting sh*t n***a, you a little gossipin' b*t*h I want you to die The reason the real street n***as in this business don't talk our business around you cause we know you Beasley and them little spy You a f**kin' infiltrator Brotherhood? How can a real n***a rep that gladly? My third round vs. Clips, y'all keep provin' how I killed cuz badly Cause the fact y'all admit y'all brothers, confirms when I said Smack was all y'all daddy Damn son! You don't even know how to drive? How far you think you gonna go for real? n***a I will knock every function out yo' body when I blow the steel So f**k driving school, doctors gonna be teachin' you motor skills n***a you know it's real Iron will chew off half your face like Holyfield You ain't never had no homie's killed n***a you don't even tote guns You wouldn't even know how to hold the steel I done shot n***as and robbed n***as Sold weed, coke and pills n***a, my house got raided so much as a kid, my neighbors used to know the drill I was drivin' my mama crazy wit' 'Every Little Thing I Do, I ain't have a Soul 4 Real n***a we know it's real You ain't wit' the business, you ain't be hangin' wit' killers You got gun bars but you don't play wit' them triggers Yo Smack, I don't give a f**k if his name DNA None of these n***as can relate to this n***a What do y'all be payin' this n***a? You can't be for real, I'm just sayin' You can't be for real, this n***a weak as a mothaf**ka How does he keep gettin' on this street platform but he ain't never had a bar that street n***as can feel? Man, y'all need to chill Cause most of us ain't even fans of DNA For real They forced you on cards and kept puttin' you on them mothaf**kas so we had to see you whether we like you or not anyway n***a, I ain't finna play I'm what ya favorite battle rappers pretend to be If a bunch of b*t*h n***as in the chat like you think I lost, well that's a win for me Don't let that go over ya heads Chest shot, ya shoulders will spread I'll knock you out, slap you so hard the pain from your face will go to ya leg Homie you scared You ain't no killer Eric, I really know you fool You wouldn't shoot me if I gave you a gun and told you to And that's the difference Cause if we was really beefin', I'd smoke you fool And when it's real, y'all can tell, you can see it in they eyes I put this on my daughter One of the conversations I had with my father before he died He told me there was a point in his life when he was scared to live Cause he did 15 years in prison cause somebody snitched on him Now I know that type of information you shouldn't share with kids But it's been instilled in me since yay high Don't support or be a snitch You do the crime you do the time and where the bid So for those wondering why I didn't take that battle last year; Boom, there it is But I found the discovery, some sh*t I ain't expect from the Crip Cause gangstas don't move off of emotion and you a sensitive b*t*h I'm confused, why every time you lose you hit the internet like that can fix somethin' "Anwar can tell you who can beat me but can't tell us who his b*t*h f**kin'" Anybody co-signin' that y'all d**ksuckin' It's not the fact that you lied it's then you went on 15 Minutes Of Fame and apologized You a home wrecker The view of this n***a 'bout to change, watch You painted this whole narrative about me on B.E.T And then what you do for reaction? Name drop See, I was just tryin' to cater to a certain demographic I figured you'd understand me Cause we both pander (Panda) Express but there's just certain things you should take out (takeout) for a family Their business is their business It's probably somebody girl in the comments gettin' f**ked right now But I'm from Corona, Rita So I can't keep things bottled up when sh*t is upside down You said I go into every battle bein' the mark Like I can't spit my heart out this verse n***a, you forgot what your parents named you? You've been Mark'ed out since birth Y'all question me Call me corny, think less of me Pay so much attention to Anwar slander we forgot Geechi Gotti's losing his integrity You a gangsta, so now why you be [?] to fight nerds Out of character on Twitter [?] type words These ain't the actions from the Crip, see you was right Verb Why panic? This the Titanic, this is the tip of the iceberg And the Feds is listening, you on all these social media platforms actin' the thug route Y'all don't see? Once he hid behind the tree I knew he would make it to Clubhouse Y'all just hype him He do something wrong and y'all act like it's less frightening You always sayin', "I'm nothin' like these battle rap-" Shut up b*t*h you just like 'em! I wear a robe, you got two belts over ya shoulder like a f**kin' wrestler See he done sparked some nerve Geechi said, "What can DNA beat me with?" I replied, "Mark, my words." These one on ones with you an Avocado? They gotta end now Cause you swear you Above The Rim when it's time to defend Kyle URL could've blocked shots, stopped the crossover, had you beggin' and pleadin' Cause he's assed out, but you bending over backwards just to be even Y'all hear that? They be having secret conversations, it be real awkward in the ride They told me I'm battlin' a Nut', so (Nutso) he be talkin' in disguise (da skies) In real life you 2Pac, I'm Marlon Wayans, so you think it's nothin' to worry 'bout Bugaloo, it's always the ones you least expect to take the Birdie out But let's end the Avocado situation cause we could all rewind the act I don't care how much you hang out with the Nut', cracker (nutcracker), we know you talk behind our back If y'all think this the definition of real, then what round y'all watchin'? N.W.A. cover, you the reason Eric looks down on Compton We both got bigger issues, the war with us is supposed to be over A real man should stay calm and hold his composure You got influence, what you teachin' this new generation? To be holdin' a toaster? Do you even know how it feels to go outside without havin' to look over ya shoulder? It's a beautiful feelin' You wanna know what's gangsta? Learning to be civilized so sh*t don't amount to beef You left that life, cause if you were still in it you wouldn't be writing battle rap you would've found the piece You the type of friend, that gotta explain to a mother why her son been in the ground for weeks I'm the type of friend to teach 'em to level up and get 'em out the streets You gon' give 'em a pack, crack, tell 'em to make trap money I'ma tell him he can still f**k wit' Smack, makin' battle rap money You see? It's only two options with ya type of n***as, death or jail And then ya followers go up Look at the message the game sendin' The movie Armageddon and Deep Impact cause you blow up in the comments (comets) from the same endin' But on another note, shoutout to Clips, Shine, Lux, Mook, B. Dot, Rain Cause I never thought I would need y'all help Cause all y'all n***as inspire me to be myself So I don't care if you look down on this angle, like a car chase Just know I went upstairs with the Mafia, I'm Scarface You gon' die but the world is yours, and I've been eager to spit this Cause y'all think real is one thing instead of seein' a difference What about the black man that never graduated but is receiving the interest? The one that grew up on Section 8 but now is not needin' assistance Two step kids and I'm being persistent Issues with both of their fathers but I'm keepin' my distance Got a bad temper, but he wouldn't risk it So my mother can show stacks instead of sayin', "He's a statistic" That's the difference You see I started on Grind Time but now I got a steady movement Went from droppin' the ball with Roc and Shine to puttin' cards together like Resolution I started with a rocket launcher pose but now I'm never shootin' They literally watched DNA grow in front of them, this the evolution It's round three it's gettin' hot in here And you know my slogan, get him the f**k outta here Hell no Get me talkin' 'bout guns the f**k outta here Get this n***a goin' on Twitter to try to convince y'all he won the f**k outta here Get anybody else that's mad the f**k outta here January 23rd, it's time to get Ave the f**k outta here I knew he would come with that gangsta sh*t Everybody who battle me, that's the same angle Yeah, but they ain't gonna tell you that I used to be in the streets and ever since I've been on SMACK I'm the type to go to the hood and see a little comin' around and I'm like, "Nah, don't hang wit' us." But in that same breath I can pull him to the side and say "It don't matter if you bang or not. Keep a strap my n***a and stay dangerous." Real sh*t I applaud you with that sh*t with that step daddy For real, y'all gave him a lot of cheers But takin' care of other n***a's kids? Y'all should be cheerin' for Smack He been doin' that for y'all his whole f**kin' career This n***a here Up here wildin', lyin' "Oh he f**ks with Avocado", n***a you was doin' commercials for Biden It's the same sh*t You a lame b*t*h As soon as they told me I had DNA I was kinda scared No lie I seen n***as fight trials and lose over a couple of follicles of hair I'm talkin' life without parole The judge slammed the gavel without a care Way before you started battle rappin' I literally seen DNA gettin' n***as the f**k outta here n***a get the f**k outta here Cause every time you rap, we walk away, it's a smoke break battle We don't come back 'til yo' bars is done Soon as they announce you on the card we like, "f**k. Here the garbage come." You the exact image we all picture if we think, if battle rap gave birth to a retarded son And it ain't the fact that you always got current event bars It's the fact that you rap that thug sh*t, we know you don't mean it If you had a gun that was jammin' up, you wouldn't know how to clean it You the type of n***a that lie about spots that's rollin' in Glocks you holdin' You right you don't got gun bars cause if you had beef it's 100% chance you not gonna smoke him So when I gotta hear you talk about anything Anything that's realistically 'pose to be be real, like you not just jokin' I can't help but laugh Cause DNA you the inspiration for my whole goddamn slogan n***a You'se A b*t*h! Bottom line The only reason I ain't rob you for that 25, cause I got too much respect for Shine n***a you'se a b*t*h That's just who you are You brung him up so the best way to describe you would be an Anwar with bars n***a you'se a b*t*h You won't do nothin' 'bout it If I sock you, you gon' stand there in f**kin' silence Ain't no grown man with any sense gon' believe you tough So all that sh*t, we don't f**kin' buy it Only a kid would believe you tuckin' iron You wasn't the PG Killer cause you was sittin' down up and comers with your f**kin' rhymin' You was the PG Killer cause the only n***as that'll believe you kill still need parental guidance n***a you f**kin' tried it Don't try again, they gon' let a rider in n***a, I will shoot yo' mama and her sister, somebody dyin' fam' So even if ya mama don't your aunt may (Mae) like Spider-Man I'm not 'yo friend Don't shake my hand, y'all got Blac for that Don't give a f**k what you gon' through If I extend the arm it ain't nice meetin' you, it's nice knowin' you I'll put a hole in you Puttin' in work, felt like military missions Yeah, back in the day they used to confuse my Crippin' with trickin' I was known for spinnin' on them b*t*hes I'm really from the trenches I ain't nothin' like you punk b*t*hes Y'all love snitches Dawg, if my chopper was on the stand I wouldn't f**k wit' it You don't get it You don't get it If you did a day in that box, you'd be cryin' PC'd up on the top bunk, prayin' for bail You would think it was Hell I'm just sayin', we literally see DNA balled up in a single cell This n***a frail And we be murkin' sh*t Have you missin', ya body parts missin' Your family member lookin' for you in the dirt and sh*t Yeah, they not knowin' you already in a box We got DNA packaged up, we tell 'em it's for research purposes n***a you'se a b*t*h n***a you'se a mark n***a you'se a lame n***a you'se a nerd n***a you soft n***a you frail n***a you look like you would tell n***a you'se a busta n***a you'se a sucka n***a you look like if ya b*t*h told you she f**ked another n***a but say she won't do it again, n***a you look like you would trust her n***a you'se a weirdo n***a you scary Eric? n***a you look like ya name "Gary" Yeah n***a you beat me on B.E.T. for $25,000, yeah but you ass here n***a you just start gettin' pu**y last year Yeah, yo' fans, is the type, to wanna see the nerd stand up to the bully So if they said you won, I understand it fully Everybody like to see the bully fight, but the nerd win But just remember, you go back to bein' a b*t*h once these words end And when it's real, y'all can tell, y'all can see it in his eyes His turn, hope y'all didn't believe them lies n***a time
clip
Ton pseudo sera publié. Laisses les champs vide pour rester anonyme.
Soumettre
Modal title
×
Ajouter un média
Video URL?
(YouTube, Vimeo, Instagram, DailyMotion, Soundcloud)
×
Se souvenir de moi
Mot passe oublié
Connectes-toi
M'inscrire