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Genre
Hip-Hop • Battles/Disses
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Peak #1,083
Peak in subgenre #20
Author
Lil' Dee
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Platinum Plus Productions, Inc.
Uploaded
October 27, 2005
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MP3 9.9 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
Once again...them haters
Lyrics
I run these streets man fuck what you say I'm all about a dollar man gotta to get paid stacking my money these haters gone hate fucking with my paper that's yo first mistake I'm larger than life but we can both die tonight don't second guess it's fatal I suggest you think twice a young thug and a gangsta and I truly mean that I done traveled so far man it ain't no turning back I'm on this road and it ain't straight and narrow one You don't want beef cook it till your bone marrow burns I'ma make you learn when you fucking with the big dog watch me start snappin takin plugs out of all yall Man I don't roll with no crew I don't need no gang I'm representing the eastside no click when I bang i'm standing solo on the battleground send your best warrior i'ma slay him on site then a niggas comin for you It's the clash of the titans so i'm coming out fighting like mike i'm biting off ears and Ill electrify your ass like lightning you may think i'm just writing but you test me you gone see what it is thats whats sup nigga what I'm too sharp like creases in your cackies in a 2003 vette you still riding taxis yeah i hear you squeakin making noises like a mouse got your eyes on my cheese run up in my trap house you gone feel my heavy metal watch a rap nigga crossover it's just another charge shit pin it on my shoulders stripes for a soldier makes me one degree colder I done read all your files now i'm closing your folder you can write that in your book footnote another victim cause I don't play by the rules and I'm bucking on the system You may think that i'm trippin or trying to impress some fans but i love to tell the truth and represent who i am I'm just a rowdy lil nigga what i promise i deliver and you ain't on my level hell nall I do it bigger So back to the drawing board time to get another plan cause the one you working with ain't working man I stand tall like that aflac building i know yall feeling me but i don't give a damn about no metaphors or similes all about a dollar right stay pimp collar tight catch me in a pair of individually designed nikes hit the club late night pocket full of money throwin bows on you dummies moveout the way hoe ain't a damn thang funny even when i'm on that chronic bout to vomit i done had to much to drink and now my stomach want to toss and turn these niggas thinking that i'm sleepin but they got it twisted cause I bust quicker on the liquor never gave a damn probally never will and why should I run up on me like you crazy have you pushing up daisies mash your ass like some potatoes it's all gravy fuck all you haters man the streets gon play me these hoes gon pay me ain't no ifs ands or maybes you coming up short rockaby you like a baby
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