same song, just added me on the backgrounds and a verse at the end...
rap, freestyles, battles, disses, verses, p h o r, ghetto child, gc, optionz
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Lyrics
Zacks/Phors part:
u can catch me on the street, with my fingers on the heat, blood wit flesh and meat, corpses all deceased, I'ma mothafuckin G....I'ma mothafuckin G...
and you can watch me totin lead, pistol bullets in ya head, fuck you is what I said, cause you'll will end up dead, I'ma mothafuckin G....I'ma mothafuckin G...
Verse
leave you full of four glocks, cause as we pour shots, fingers full of metal like we shakin hands with doorknobs...
cause I hang wit the best, and I slang wit the rest, have these blades fill ya vest, put this thang in ya chest...
kidnap ya mans daughter, I ram harder then ram chargers, I'll erase ya wig, like shit with mad barbers..
cause we, mad and ruthless, my man will shoot clips, through ya wig, yes he did, leave you sad and foolish...
cause I will exchange ya frame, and dissarray ya brain, and get ya ass bit by my fangs and thangs...
we can stop the time, who wanna fuck with us? we got glocks and nines, just to block ya shine...
we could rock ya mind, if you gave us a chance, I may seem nice, but I hate u when I'm shakin ya hand..
I'm rapin this man, so be ready to block ya vest, the hollows in ya chest, from different glocks and techs...
the hell is shown higher, casta spell on you liars..and then hang these bitches high from telephone wires..
I see you runnin from me, one touch and you bleed...but just remember one thing, I'ma mothafuckin G...
Jeremy and Rob did it on paper, so it aint on the computer, ha
