Battle Vs. Chromes on Holla-Front
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Lyrics
Fuck Chromes! When I Spit! Mah Rappin is Sick..
When I’m Clappin the Six..i get Drastic wit Hits..
U couldn’t have a Nice Flow if u was Mackin a Chick..
Look how I’m Breakin u in Two like Crackin a Twix..
U feel me Dawg! U don’t Wanna mess wit the Best..
Cuz I’m Ridin on Chromes! Like Manny Fresh..
C’mon get wit This! we not Feelin u Kid..
Ur Feces could get Sick! And not have illest shit..
I’m the Realest Kid! Its best that learn that now..
Like Birthin Cattle! Po will make u have a cow..
U ain’t shit to me Son! U betta get some Bitin some Help!
Man ya Tracks are Lifeless! Just listen to ya Self..!!
2nd Verse
Like Egypitans Drinkin Coffee I’ll leave ya Mug wrapped..
Cuz we know Chromes Fake! Like some Shiny Hubcaps
Get ya Chin Up!! Point Back and get ya Wrist Cut!
mah Winds hit and they’ll Fold ya Back like doin Sit Ups
This Bitch Tuff! Plz! I’m Rippin ya Nerves
cuz I’m Bangin out Chromes like Rims Hittin the Curb
u get Rocked Holmes..u die now! When the Glocks Shown
like Point Guards wit Fractured Wrist! We know ya Shots Blown
I’m Pop Domes!! Get Help! U need the hot Loaned..
I’m not Clumsy wit Guns! But I’ll still Drop Chromes..
The Rocks Flown! And I’m about Stonin this Herb.
U aint shit on the Street! Stick to Ownin the Curb..
check it, mah Spits is Dangerous..
and u don’t’ occupy a punch like ur Fist is Vacant..
check it yo, son u need to Stop It..
couldn’t Control this Battle if I let u Mod It..