Lyrics:
yeah
You call me the best
You call me best bruv
Do you know where
I come from Mapcity
I hit on the street
Always swooping
Till I get myself
autographs by the G's in the in-stores
And then there's oh mad sex and ASCAP checks
So when I, um, plex it, it's me I'm in the beamer or Lexus
Guess which
to just step in here
Check my gear, I got flavour mad hip hop
I could run in the roughest neighbourhood and not get shot
I black out when niggas start
by boatload
They think she my girl but really she my hoe
I'm talking bout money I get it
Shawty bendy hips they flawless
Diamonds shine on me I
The difference between me and you is ya boy real
Precise Music, started my own label
I ain't scared to die I'll cut my own cables
Look, by the vine that you niggas
lines, I just tend to jab it
I can only be myself, like Dick Cavett
So hip hop, I'm Bunny Rabbit
I'm a big dog, and I'm going rabid
Since '21, I've been
the night
Man, fuck hip-hop
I’m not a motherfuckin’ rap star
I don’t have a fucking thing in common with these half-‘tards
Swagger, swag, swag, swagger,
in your hand
I have cursed
Policiers qui gagnent toujours
Every night
When i was released
So you think that hip hop
When i was released
that hip hop
I'm a crazy motherfucker takin' no shit
Make them jokes about me but what's serious
Is the fact you need to leave alone those kids
Otherwise you need
control"
"Hip-hop is not, what it is today.."
"It's the real... it's the (militia)"
If heads only knew how I felt about the rap game
They'd
swinging and missing like playing golf with the blind
To me, hip-hop's a dime, problem is she knows well
She might leave you burned like taking a hoe
Hip-hop clothes just to, think he gonna impress her
"Hey Slim, I heard you was a spinna, sit on up
Top this thing, black dick, and work it like
Hip-hop clothes just to, think he gonna impress her
"Hey Slim, I heard you was a spinna, sit on up
Top this thing, black dick, and work it like
so don't play my
My style of Hip Hop wont fall or flip flop
Recognise the real, I got the skill for this
Introduce you to the sweet nature, got buge's
all connected at the hip
It was always a gamble how we spit
Cats I respected from the rip
Are suddenly cashing in all their chips
It's got me Wondering
is man shit a hip hop trip
On that aggressive tip but rap got pussy whipped
Got out psyched down on that turnpike
I knew this Philly who just
practice -
Go practice
Shit - my impact is flammable gaseous in
A room full of lit matches
Rumor has it I'm hazardous -
Rap Lazarus, the hip hop Jesus
different sound, ooh, I'm mesmerized
By those lips and eyes, you got that spark inside
I see those hips and thighs, you got me hypnotized
With that wobble,
Blackland Carol City
Bitch welcome to Muder Gardens
Feel like I got the power
I'm higher the hip hop Messiah
I ain't fuck Alicia Keys but a nigga on fire
We rent it out, Airbnb it, collect the profits
This is not rap boy, I'm here to drop knowledge
This hip hop shit brought me to the top college
Speak
the sex deprived under cover freak ladies / in my eyes everybody's crazy / I'm a little too / but I got a hold of me / and my G angels do too / I'm so saucy
smashed a fifth
Got a 40 on my lap while I gas the whip
On some hip-hop master shit
All my opps finna flip, flop after this
I'm as big and bad as a fuckin'
of dead
3oh in the clip I keep me a leg
Shoot off the bike and I hop off the pegs
My niggas slide like a sled
I was swiping them cards I could of went fed
I
a dime? she a hell-a one
Still make her hop out and cop me a dutch, a vanilla one
Taught her how to murda the highway
Put her up on mean shoes like
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