Like that bell the sing before they clock them in a fight,
I give my heart to one broad, the others get the pipe
If everybody play their position, we can win this thing
Because i feel strange beating a crap rapper and winning
Quit bro get out my battle winning me is a fable
Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will
Now you finna cut your hair, you waiting to excel
Even a 'winning round' here #is fixed... they will fix you as well
I’ve seen this young’un on the train, i had to pick his brain
Pussy niggas fight for a dame, i fight when the disrespect came.
Winning that battle is considered a sin
I’m just a young nigga advocating ambition
Provoke me, i'll start a fight,
Which you know i'm different, right
This illiterate idiot thinks he got a chance of winning this
So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service
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