Yo man I got 21 bucks in my dickies
That I have on but I cant spend it quickly
Cuz its all a young nigga like me got
So I commit crimes before and after I get caught
Lil bit of cash since momma spendin it all cuz of the recession
Becuz our fuckin president couldnt prevent another depression
But I'll be rappin for city till the day I die
No matter what happens in this country or what goes down in the 305
Niggas be frontin thinkin they're somethin
When really they're nothin and thats when someone like me comes out bustin
Naw just stuntin cuz these niggas be runnin
I do what Biggie said except for one thing
Spit my game talk no shit grab my gat
Pow pow niggas fall down just like that
Nearly fucked up my brother cuz he tried to rob me
Gotta hide the money even in my own crib cuz it just disappears
Show no fear near here cuz the streets are fierce
The moment our eyes meet I see that twinkle in yo eye
I aint gotta think twice I know you one of a kind
Priceless smile lovin the sight as you walk by
Yo legs got me hypnotized baby I just wanna know yo size
Queen of the hood yet so sweet
Call me Willy Wonka cuz you taste like a lollipop thanks to me
So special you dont even care when I go cuz you know Im a goon
Gotta take care of buisness be back real soon
Knowin Im gon be a trillionaire
Mo money mo problems but shawty you always there
One of a kind you da Trillion Dollar Lil Mama
what it dew its dj big tex check out them florida niggaz and more dirty south shit slowed n chopped by dj big tex check it out send a request 4 a song u wanna hear slowed n chopped by dj big tex get 2 me
Im goin round eating rappers Im a eating beast
Eating beats as easily as eating reese's peice
Only reason I do it is fo the chedder
If somebody is good then I gotta be better
But you can't blame me it's in my nature
And I live in a jungle and Im surrounded by basers
Tryin to make they hate hurt like a taser
But I won't crack, no combination to this safe
Full of treasure, my flow the treasure in this place
No such thing as second place homie cuz I always pray
God ain't gon put me behind somebody that is not worthy
So to life I'll take any amount of shots from a forty
I'll spit if you ask me even if I don't want to
Cuz that's what I do that's how I do
And that's how I'll be doin till the day I die
And if you don't believe me homie watch from the ground as I fly
Cuz Im a fly young man check my wingspan
Gettin dough any possible way I can
I make it rain on them hoes I make it William on them hoes
Flood you underwater like New Orleans was low
Hurricane Will category 5 destroying everything in sight
Even on the other end I always win the fight
Undeafeatable unstoppable untouchable
Any position baby any place I'm comfortable
Picture perfect takin' perfect picture
Of dead bodies like I'm a serial killer
And if you a lyrical combatant then I'm a lyrical assassain
In lyrical combat murk you and act like nothin' happened
Like if it was Mortal Kombat
And I'm kicking yo ass so you can call me Liu Kang
With a Sub-Zero flow
Like where I live so cold
So I wanna live like the rick folk
Cuz I'm tired of being flat out broke
Surrounded my fake niggas trill niggas and fiends
Pussy Money Weed is all a nigga need
Freestyle game goin' at it random
Hip Hop is mine I'm holdin' it for ransom
You can't stop me homie I'm like cancer
You can't fight what you can't see nigga I'm a motherfucking phantom
Fuckin' with me is like fuckin' with a demon
Your child was born outta my semen (ha, ha)
Who can detect my lie my stunt mode is 100 percent
If you got game homie then I don't know where the game went
Cuz if you reppin' then I know why Nas said hip hop is dead
Cuz niggas like you get in trouble and you talk to the detect-
ives you can't go to jail you too sensitive
I'll don't even know how you able to live
U Cant Hear It But Im Spittin Ova Da "Mr. Carter" Beat
January hatin on me cuz Im bigger than New Years Day
Febuary hatin on me cuz I go fo mo than 28 days
March hatin on me cuz I make it splash higher during spring break in the pool
And April hatin on me cuz I ain't no fool
May hatin me cuz I aint got enough bread fo Mother's Day
June hatin me cuz I don't really wanna celebrate Father's Day
July hatin on me cuz I blow bigger than the fireworks
August hatin on me cuz school started & I aint gon work
September hatin on me cuz my brother hatin on me
And my flow scarier than October's Halloween
November hatin on me cuz I give thanks everyday
Momma, sister, Jesus born December so me & Christmas straight
Im being hatin on by almost the whole fucking year
So Ima ball on you niggas till I fall like tears
Yea Im fly flying through the sky like the green goblin
Dropping bombs on USA & ain't planned on stoppin'
Not until I get my paper
Get yo own shit homie you never did me any favor
Im the beast of the east dirty mouth of the south
Gettin my bread straight out the oven of yo momma's house
Eatin' beef straight out the slaughter house
So fucked up like I live in a crackhouse
Spittin in a cipher feeling very hyper
Warning snitches they'll have to pay the piper
Shroomz's Comments
Comment Wall (35 comments)
That I have on but I cant spend it quickly
Cuz its all a young nigga like me got
So I commit crimes before and after I get caught
Lil bit of cash since momma spendin it all cuz of the recession
Becuz our fuckin president couldnt prevent another depression
But I'll be rappin for city till the day I die
No matter what happens in this country or what goes down in the 305
When really they're nothin and thats when someone like me comes out bustin
Naw just stuntin cuz these niggas be runnin
I do what Biggie said except for one thing
Spit my game talk no shit grab my gat
Pow pow niggas fall down just like that
Nearly fucked up my brother cuz he tried to rob me
Gotta hide the money even in my own crib cuz it just disappears
Show no fear near here cuz the streets are fierce
The moment our eyes meet I see that twinkle in yo eye
I aint gotta think twice I know you one of a kind
Priceless smile lovin the sight as you walk by
Yo legs got me hypnotized baby I just wanna know yo size
Queen of the hood yet so sweet
Call me Willy Wonka cuz you taste like a lollipop thanks to me
So special you dont even care when I go cuz you know Im a goon
Gotta take care of buisness be back real soon
Knowin Im gon be a trillionaire
Mo money mo problems but shawty you always there
One of a kind you da Trillion Dollar Lil Mama
Eating beats as easily as eating reese's peice
Only reason I do it is fo the chedder
If somebody is good then I gotta be better
But you can't blame me it's in my nature
And I live in a jungle and Im surrounded by basers
Tryin to make they hate hurt like a taser
But I won't crack, no combination to this safe
Full of treasure, my flow the treasure in this place
No such thing as second place homie cuz I always pray
God ain't gon put me behind somebody that is not worthy
So to life I'll take any amount of shots from a forty
Cuz that's what I do that's how I do
And that's how I'll be doin till the day I die
And if you don't believe me homie watch from the ground as I fly
Cuz Im a fly young man check my wingspan
Gettin dough any possible way I can
I make it rain on them hoes I make it William on them hoes
Flood you underwater like New Orleans was low
Hurricane Will category 5 destroying everything in sight
Even on the other end I always win the fight
Undeafeatable unstoppable untouchable
Any position baby any place I'm comfortable
Of dead bodies like I'm a serial killer
And if you a lyrical combatant then I'm a lyrical assassain
In lyrical combat murk you and act like nothin' happened
Like if it was Mortal Kombat
And I'm kicking yo ass so you can call me Liu Kang
With a Sub-Zero flow
Like where I live so cold
So I wanna live like the rick folk
Cuz I'm tired of being flat out broke
Surrounded my fake niggas trill niggas and fiends
Pussy Money Weed is all a nigga need
Hip Hop is mine I'm holdin' it for ransom
You can't stop me homie I'm like cancer
You can't fight what you can't see nigga I'm a motherfucking phantom
Fuckin' with me is like fuckin' with a demon
Your child was born outta my semen (ha, ha)
Who can detect my lie my stunt mode is 100 percent
If you got game homie then I don't know where the game went
Cuz if you reppin' then I know why Nas said hip hop is dead
Cuz niggas like you get in trouble and you talk to the detect-
ives you can't go to jail you too sensitive
I'll don't even know how you able to live
January hatin on me cuz Im bigger than New Years Day
Febuary hatin on me cuz I go fo mo than 28 days
March hatin on me cuz I make it splash higher during spring break in the pool
And April hatin on me cuz I ain't no fool
May hatin me cuz I aint got enough bread fo Mother's Day
June hatin me cuz I don't really wanna celebrate Father's Day
July hatin on me cuz I blow bigger than the fireworks
August hatin on me cuz school started & I aint gon work
September hatin on me cuz my brother hatin on me
And my flow scarier than October's Halloween
November hatin on me cuz I give thanks everyday
Momma, sister, Jesus born December so me & Christmas straight
Im being hatin on by almost the whole fucking year
So Ima ball on you niggas till I fall like tears
Dropping bombs on USA & ain't planned on stoppin'
Not until I get my paper
Get yo own shit homie you never did me any favor
Im the beast of the east dirty mouth of the south
Gettin my bread straight out the oven of yo momma's house
Eatin' beef straight out the slaughter house
So fucked up like I live in a crackhouse
Spittin in a cipher feeling very hyper
Warning snitches they'll have to pay the piper
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