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One kid, One mic, One love.
craccin? its ya boy guilty and this is my page, for all my homeboys n girls back in sd, if you want my songs, just download them, ps, click music on the upper right hand corner
Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #5,079
Peak in subgenre #395
Uploaded
February 28, 2007
Track Files
MP3
MP3 2.6 MB • 96 kbps • 3:49
Lyrics
get on my level (low voice, in, out)
im just gonna jump right in and let me tell you why
yall need to get on my level cuz im as high as the sky
you say that you lil killa but i cant agree
cuz i cant see one thing that you killed homie
imma black belt hell yeah motha fucka
what you is, what you is, a professional dick sucka?
cuz you off beat, sounds like you talkin prose
i been in this rap game so homie i should know
i almost thought that you and my dog did a switch
cuz both of yall niggas is no different than a bitch
how you gonna talk that shit and not say it to my face
aint even a wanksta, just a fuckin disgrace
my words dont lie everything is legit
i dont stick an uzi out the window thats not how i spit
ya lyrics are weak off track just quit
you must be eatin diapers cuz you spit baby shit
while i was in daygo slangin weed for money
you read the book, how to be a hustla for dummies
hell yeah im filthly, im dirty, im foul
you a hella clean pussy that imma fuck right now
(oh)
bring it back (low voice, in out, x7)
ya niggas the hurry caines more like hurry change the song
im bout to murder yall then drop the bomb
well know around my hood, and just gainin fame
yeah my names ricky and your wait... whats yo name?
i went thru the g faze, im too old for that
got streetsmarts homie, what chu know bout that
ya name is pablo how you get lil killa?
who calls you that? nobody you dumb ass nigga
lil killa homie, you dont know shit about me
so like cassidy, nigga ask about me
nigga ask about me
yall dont know shit about me
hit it up
imma hustla from daygo you know me
you a fakesta, you fake, a wanksta, you phony
you got guns in the background, but let me tell you son
you aint even old enough to shoot or hold one
i aint tryin to brag but come to sd dont cry
cuz i got homies upon homies upon homies with nines
in this battle im victorious im the champ
tyrone goes both ways he likes both camps
while he gets fucked by 5-0 hes suckin games dick
tried to come to me, but then i started to trip
act cool with me, when deep down you know
you aint down with me, ya just actin i know
you aint foolin nobody you aint black ya dumb shit
take a look in the mirror and youll see a white dick
you must be absent minded, dont remember my name?
you said it in ya first verse up in that rap game
im quick with it, cant catch up with me
i can bring it back bring it back yep see
what you doin, where you goin with this
yall all pointin 3 directions and yall all missed
you cant even rap a simple song diss
ok ill quit my day job if you quit ya life
imma help you motha fucka, heres a surgical knife
when i get that tech 9 guess who imma splat?
like ratta tat ratta tat ratta tat tat
i aint gonna sweat over you cuz u aint nothing homie
you cant amount to me, nigga ask about me
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