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i gets the heat to clap-on
i must be a lesbian the way i got my strap-on
make ya ribs and lungs sore
knowin the bullets entered thru ya body easier then an open door
moving by exting the other way
im big wit the records dawg but i aint kay slay
and burn bitches that burned more rubber then a highway
i could gives a fuck who i offend
ur last name is wallace the way hoes got u to ben
murder ya 'boys/boise' but leave ya head so they can 'id-a-ho/idaho'
ur know to blow,lowerin the volume of my track will i evah be low
cut it out like circumsions on children being born
i rip these pussies so much my mic could do porn
beef is passed that level to keep rhymin on and so
i put them in to net-retirement like alonzo
cut off ya limbs so u nevah really held a gun and shit
only pack u ever had..had winterfresh infront of it
if ya moms goes at me then im only gonna flip-her
or better yet i hit ya chest wit more tips then a stripper
better run out the city cuz i take pity on you
only time u serve a nigga is workin late night on the window of the drive thru
u aint never been locked up u only had a ticket for a misdemanah
ur a rapper with fake punches i guess ur a fan of john cena
while the gun sound make ya stiff up like steamed jeans on the cleaners
im am big boy u aint nothin but a dead fetus.nigga
(let the hook drop,see hood-shop)
gangsta beat with gangsta heat
i will never sucom no to defeat
gangsta beat with gangsta heat
sprayin up the hood-streets
gangsta beat with gangsta heat
fuck the ice bring the heat
Gangsta!
let the gun talk and make the lead do chase
and ur dawgs run out the gate like they in the greyhound race
u left alone with no one to help you out
u talked to much but the lead would make his mouth shut
dude ur an 'msn' kind of rapper cuz u aint got no 'aim'
only time ur name ever 'blew/blue up' is 'crips' callin up ya name
never been ripped by no one...no homo perspective
jack ya necklace and cut ya head off and really rock a neck-less
bullets firing at you then act like daffy and duck
stay off cuz i hit the net harder then a hockey puck
my spits dont fucc around they practice celebacy
but do rip pussies twice the pain like a twin pregnancy
the gangsta life included death in ya headphones
but the clip would ring his cranium and make his head-phone
now he's dead layin there people screamin for 9-1-1
but his head is blasted in more parts then the towers in 9-1-1
let the hook drop to show these niggas whos hot
stick to flowers dawg if u wanna fill a pot
whats with u talkin like u doing crack
get clearasil dawg if u wanna pop that
i pump iron everyday like the streets is a gym
having ya body carry out like ya name was jim
im a mixture of a gangsta and gentle-man
im so hot if people get close they would get a sunburned tan
(Hook 2X)
gangsta beat with gangsta heat
i will never sucom to defeat
gangsta beat with gangsta heat
sprayin up the hood-streets
gangsta beat with gangsta heat
fuck the ice bring the heat
