Lyrics
C-Luv
I got a email from ILLigitt saying I wouldn’t bust a clip
On the block, clean his clock, but check it out
I got glocks cocked and ready to pop off your top
Don’t try to talk it out or I’ma have to bust shots
Spit your best flow, I’ma damage it, and Randy Savage it
And vanish it, like the can of sh** , that it is
Check it out…C-Luv!
When I come through…all you see’s dubs
I’m ‘bout to rock the spot, ‘cause I spit it the best
When I come through, you don’t want a clip in your chest
‘Cause I’m a gangsta, I ride ‘til I die
Tempt me and I’ma shoot on side of your ride!!!
ILLigitt
Get ready to sign out, it’s time to lose
F*** “battling” this “man,” this is child abuse
With fantasies of living on the villainest armed block
You yelling “5-0!” when you hit your alarm clock
Little b*** , listen to your “hell no” screams
And I don’t have to try, to drown you in elbow grease
You’re like Bush, no literature expert
Shut up, sit down, insert pretzel
And stay inside, ‘cause when I diss, you’ll get burned
Wigger, you’re like a f*** ing clown who raps
Because your eye is the only thing about you black
“Yo, I’m a grown-ass man, you feel me?”
That’s funny, ‘cause you act just like a pre-teen
Weakling, my battling is armed to strike
So stay hidden in the day and travel long at night
And stay away, ‘cause you don’t even belong with mics
C-Luv
This man about to f*** him up, ‘cause I don’t take no sh**
I got a gang of homies riding with me, busting clips
We straight up OG, on the set, riding ‘til we die
Talk that sh** to me and I’ma bust you in the eye
You slapped me in the face and then you ran down the hall
How you got a deep voice and you ain’t got no balls?
I’ll wrap my dick around your throat, you couldn’t be strangle-f*** ed
My balls hang by my feet, that’s why they call me Dangle Nutz
ILLigitt
You’re not a rapper, this is ‘bout to hurt your rep
At Ashley’s party, you choked, like a turtleneck
On the floor, you got ripped, Philip took bare rhyming
And completely burned you, as you stood there smiling
Trying to act as if you still had your pride
But deep down, I s—
C-Luv
The only thing you beat is your meat, ‘cause you ain’t gettin’ none
Yo, check it out, I got love in the deck
It’s C-Luv on the set, ‘cause we love the respect
‘Cause don’t nobody f*** with a OG killa
We makin’ scrilla, fo` rilla
‘Cause f*** around and C-Luv hit you in the steemuch
Stomach, ‘cause when I dump, I’m buckin’
And I’ma leave you in a body bag, like it ain’t nothin’
