DEFENDER'S RAP

• Talk shit you get hit, I gotta pistol in grip,
• You can get pistol whiped, Right in front of yo crib,
• I aint scared of yo block, And definitly not yo clique,
• I roll with ebk, All we do is kill shit,
• That heat leave yo body cold, No ops so no body know.
• You turf slippin that shotty blow, Run in yo crib when no body home.
• You nevva catch me on the street alone, I stay strapped or wit a goon.
• I stay packed with weed or tune, You need some ill be there soon.
• In the whip im coming to ya, Money call im running to it.
• Pockets fat like i gotta tumor, You heard im grittin that aint a rumor.
• Shine bright at night you can call me lunar, Posted in the crib steady gettin mula.
• Money tall count it with a ruler, And i stay hitting up my jewler.
• its Fallways bitch, Im sprayin some shit,
• i lay it quick, Catch a ray of this,
• im slangin shit,
• im bangin bitch,
• you know how i play it nigs,
• betta quit that hatin shit,
• ill lay you out on the pavement,
• glock 40 with a 30 dick,
• ebk that murda clique,
• guarentee youve heard of this,
• got sleaves but im shirtless.