Go and get it motherfucker, if you murder kids
I'll chew a new one up every two to three minutes,
One two three everybody wana be
They say i talk like im god body
And i ride for any nigga who believe in the shit
It's only one round, two or three i don't need it
Let me drug you up and put different things in you
Maybe i can help u a lil with a dollar three or two
In one two three a mother fucker that’s all he is gonna be
Lips, hips, hair drips down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy
Bitch, i might make you my baby
One two three, what could it be
You spit that end rhyme trash i'm spittin syllables two or three
Are you shallow cause if not i'll take it deeper baby
Tired of making money, i'm on to making history
Glory but you dint know my back story. then i go one two three
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