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Lyrics
When I Play this game, my aim is pain
You been rappin fa years and remain the same
I heard ya shit dawg, you disgrace ya name
okay ya rhyme a lil bit but whats Claim ta fame
Yall niggas heard me and was like oh no
How in the hell does he really flow so
Nicely, askin what the price be
So I tell em nicely, try fifty five gs
And that’s for one verse, not even a whole track
Yall got one style, and ya probably stole that
so go back, to the lab, until ya get it right
bitch it takes years, until ya shit is tight,
and in a fight, u better give it all ya got
cuz my crew hold guns so we call the shots
can’t afford to flop, we ain’t givin up the thrown
we got this music shit covered like was headphones
you da best in this game..naaw yu exaggerate
u had time off and still cudn’t catch a break
you cats r fake so ya jus gonna have to wait
till I kill this kid, no matter how long it has to take
watch as I show all these ppl, that ya ain’t tight
cuz I grew in ya skill but how come you da the same height
Its time to sacrifice him inside the damn chapple
I’m fuckin hungry enuff to eat ya whole adams apple
When u speak u babble, makes this an easy battle
straddle up, u goin up the creek without a paddle
ya skillz I’m not impressed, well heres what I suggest
ya put ya head to chest befo I put ya head to rest
