Came home shit is real niggas still in the trap
Who thought he got gonorrhea at a laundry mat.
On my mothers dead corpse, though he had gonorrhea.
36 o's so i'm riding round with that nina
We don’t want ya gonorrhea.
Oh yeah, pops got a visa
Invented gonorrhea and sent it to please me/
When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free
It ain't my place to say and i hear all that
Who thought he got gonorrhea at a laundry mat.
They can not pause like right one sega
Bitch i hope you get gonorrhea
And i believe in them, a couple lames out there had beef with them
It's disgursting my flow burning like gonorrhea and urine,
You’ll get burned like gonorrhea
Im no angel, my hoes like a sega
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