[ talking]
The rap game is horny n****, the rap games is always f****** horny for these p**** ass mutherfuckers, the only far y'all rappers can get in between a prostitute legs aaaaaaaaaaah n**** it's too late for being sorry now you done sold your soul live with it b****.
See the rap game is full of pain
Rappers now selling their dignity just for fame
Game been getting pimp
Since from Campton now to hollywood for chump change
Kinda remind me of 2 b****** switching lanes like baby and wayne
Hot, hot, drop top Im ready for the drama
U want beef, I got heat, I'll feed you the llama
These niggas are starting to get on my nerves
Monkey see, monkey do, see what happened to young berg
Rick Ross aint no boss tell him I said that you heard
A couple cars, a couple jewels niggas sell their souls
Nas,T-pain, Ace hood, Plies too they worst than them hoes
Fat Joe's on the run, but not for too long son
In Bronx they hate him for what he did to Big Pun he's done, done
Pretty boy Fabolus mmmmh let me think Ima let him loose
His last album didnt do so good plus he's afraid of them goons
chorus>>
Dont beleive in what they say
They lying, I dont f*** with them anyway
I aint never gonna discriminate
You done sold your soul b**** n**** live with it
Everybody knows education shots is all over short paper
Your b**** done leave you cause you broke I thought you was a baller
Old folks say school is the only way if you wanna live good
S*** im on the grind all the time I aint got time to lose
Where Im from pastors get stabbed if the Pope comes around he'll get shot
Im feeling what Im saying man I dont need you to tell me that Im hot
S*** I aint hungry no more I got enough bread to get Bush clapped
At 22 I had a dream to own a bentley or a phantom
I should've pray God but that would've take too danm long
Thinking about what I want so I picked up my gun
Now Im rich I got more paper than a n**** with a PHD
Dont blame me homie if you cant eat blame the f****** streets
My mom screaming" you need help" hoping I'd take it easy
Hit a n**** with the chrome follow instructions make him bleed
My cold blooded homies dont go to no churches
Cause they dont want the preachers to get into their f****** senses
chorus>>
You dont wanna f*** with the corrupt kid n****
You dont wanna f*** with the corrupt kid
You dont wanna f*** with the corrupt kid n****
Gimme what I want or get your cap peeled
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[ talking]
The rap game is horny n****, the rap games is always f****** horny for these p**** ass mutherfuckers, the only far y'all rappers can get in between a prostitute legs aaaaaaaaaaah n**** it's too late for being sorry now you done sold your soul live with it b****.
See the rap game is full of pain
Rappers now selling their dignity just for fame
Game been getting pimp
Since from Campton now to hollywood for chump change
Kinda remind me of 2 b****** switching lanes like baby and wayne
Hot, hot, drop top Im ready for the drama
U want beef, I got heat, I'll feed you the llama
These niggas are starting to get on my nerves
Monkey see, monkey do, see what happened to young berg
Rick Ross aint no boss tell him I said that you heard
A couple cars, a couple jewels niggas sell their souls
Nas,T-pain, Ace hood, Plies too they worst than them hoes
Fat Joe's on the run, but not for too long son
In Bronx they hate him for what he did to Big Pun he's done, done
Pretty boy Fabolus mmmmh let me think Ima let him loose
His last album didnt do so good plus he's afraid of them goons
chorus>>
Dont beleive in what they say
They lying, I dont f*** with them anyway
I aint never gonna discriminate
You done sold your soul b**** n**** live with it
Everybody knows education shots is all over short paper
Your b**** done leave you cause you broke I thought you was a baller
Old folks say school is the only way if you wanna live good
S*** im on the grind all the time I aint got time to lose
Where Im from pastors get stabbed if the Pope comes around he'll get shot
Im feeling what Im saying man I dont need you to tell me that Im hot
S*** I aint hungry no more I got enough bread to get Bush clapped
At 22 I had a dream to own a bentley or a phantom
I should've pray God but that would've take too danm long
Thinking about what I want so I picked up my gun
Now Im rich I got more paper than a n**** with a PHD
Dont blame me homie if you cant eat blame the f****** streets
My mom screaming" you need help" hoping I'd take it easy
Hit a n**** with the chrome follow instructions make him bleed
My cold blooded homies dont go to no churches
Cause they dont want the preachers to get into their f****** senses
chorus>>
You dont wanna f*** with the corrupt kid n****
You dont wanna f*** with the corrupt kid
You dont wanna f*** with the corrupt kid n****
Gimme what I want or get your cap peeled