CATZ I DINT EVEN KNO TRIED SHOWIN MAD LUV WHEN THEY HEARD MY SHIT LIKE WE WUZ COOL OUR WHOLE LIVEZ N AINT NEVER WANTED TO ROLL BEFORE SO IT INSPIRED DIS SHIT. PLUS THA FACT I HATE FAKE CATZ.
cut up a sack n blayze up, wrap it in tha paper, after u gut tha bastard wit tha razor
My rap names "Shackle tha Ghetto Phantom". I write on real lyfe situationz, mostly my own past experiences, events, or current situationz. I lived it, so i spit it. If u dont like what u hear from me then plug your earz wit a bullet.
Story behind the song
I JUS SIMPLY HATE MU FUCCAZ THAT TRY TO ACT LIKE THEY THUGZ OR G'Z WHEN THEY AINT NEVER LIVED THE LYFE OR DESERVE THE RESPECT.
Lyrics
I don't like u wannabe'z,
Thinken dat you called a G,
Out tha streetz u otta be,
In tha deep you'll rot and see,
Dat you jus a wannabe,
Wearin' ragz n stalkin me,
Sayn dat you honor me,
Cuz I did 'em robberiez//
I hate theze catz who think they iller den aidz now,
Think dey gangsta, but dont got no steal to lay down,
"I got a glock!", oh fa real you blayze poundz?,
Nah, you faker then Skitz havein skill when he sprayz now,
Been in tha streetz for a day,
Think he a soldier concielin grenadez now,
Till I show you up, peramidix sew you up,
When ya pealed n ya face down,
I can tell ya fake like when titz aint tha same size,
Frontin' a G to me heard you wuz bitch thru da grape vine,
Sixx sixx sixx too sick you can rate mine,
Fuck studio gangsta'z spitten 'em fake rhymez,
Said he carries heat round,
Same cat dat we beat down,
U can't see me like ink under white out,
Wanna step, if you blink sucka lights out//
I don't like u wannabe'z,
Thinken dat you called a G,
Out tha streetz u otta be,
In tha deep you'll rot and see,
Dat you jus a wannabe,
Wearin' ragz n stalkin me,
Sayn dat you honor me,
Cuz I did 'em robberiez//
Ay good song dude