CHALLENGER'S RAP

• U knw u made it when real niggas knw u bloodmoney outlaw is da best crew cause we run threw all u fake ass rappers fuck u actors imma master knw where my money is nigga imma cashier when it come to da bricks its alot taxt here only big shit big brick big clique big whip big guns thick bitch real shit gotta get u stupid if u think imma quit cant catch a real nigga imto quick every where i go keep it lit blunt lit clud lit clique lit ready for some shit if it pop off knock da block off we stay hard yall stay soft u pussy made im beast made type a nigga u should keep up in a cage in outer space just a box and a cot no space holdin all da cards my nigga this spades dont talk just play im to strong move outta my way before u lay in a six foot ditch whip u like im yo daddy go get me a switch give u some licks my nigga u a bitch trynna hate up on a real nigga real killer thats y im makin real scriller u makin chump change my nigga u a lame dis big work nigga stay up in yo lane cause we go hard up in da paint king jame so loud we chip paint off da walls cause shit to fall jericho gotta killa flow knock a nigga down witta charley horse to da leg then a bullet to da head imma bull all i see is red got hella energy im da man knw where dem nigga at keep tabs on uncle sam so ull never see swat sneak up on my house witta battering ram ak’s got em leakin like da blood of da lamb kill em throw em front of a tram terminator wit da paper sellin purple like im a laker free run on deez hoes like im chris brown in da takers cookin dis work imma baker save it for later cause im good wit da paper cops on a pay role im kinda glad they sold they soul to da devil for money cause now i stay home say a prayer for dem niggas gunnin for me thank god i stayed out da penitentiary god on my shoulder he not proud of me so im trynna stop da foolery so stop foolin me say u a god u aint god take a shot from my glock throw it back see u die u must be high god is in my mind heart and sky say he dead i say he alive he watch my back wen me and da clique ready to ride i dont pray every day thats a big mistakehe give and he can take it away so to god i give thanks for makin me great imma goat got dis shit in a hold hit a nigga and he fold thought he was big so i smashed him like da hulk im in a bulk protein nigga all i drink is yoke humpty deez niggas they skull is broke no joke im clutch wit dis thang kobe da game i catch bones jon jones freestyle da shit freestyle da bitch give her some good stupid dick like a nigga cause im stupid rich on my stupid shit so ya im retarded this a bargen like a market give god my life and be rich and famous in da mornin u a target and my nigga im like target guns drugs and flow comin out my market imma business u just business cause imma hitmen outlaw runnin from da law u get tossed blood money outlaw go hard me j1mmy and daddyslilmonster5 we all stars fuck wit us and u gone go far but fuck wit us and no lie we got choppers in da car come up missin then theyll find u at da morgue we takin all comers we just aint takin shit no more