Ask who the fuck want it, i bring it to your doorbell
When the depth chart came, there was no me there
Like the nets, if you're gonna get hot then you gotta start a fire
I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her
Manic, your inferior rhymes bring static/
I can say ghettoest ‘cause i come from where metal spit
Dc has never seen such progress
The freshness of my breath bring your death
I'm winning cause ricky made my mistakes known
And don't you bring your camera phone
Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love
Bygone blockades - better bring your bazookas
So as soon as i hear y'al on some real pro black
When we bring out them choppers, you gonna have heart attack.
Mariah tunes and five flutes
Bring your whole goons of dudes
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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