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Rap a** n**** Lyrics

Most rappers ain't nothing but n***** who talk a good one
Talking bout' they thugs, G's, and hustlas
Or they'll kill a n**** quick bout' some dumb s***
Get your mind right, I can tell you'se a young kid
Still a n**** see right through your game
I know it ain't no substance to your game
Trying to outdo the next n****, claiming G
But all you rap a** n***** are the same to me
I gave you game for free, and I just call it like I see it
Say you real, well n**** be it
n**** don't speak about it, be about it
Cause I'm the type of n**** to come through and see about it
d*** right, n**** kill with that camouflauge
Cause I know you as real as a d*** mirage
You ain't really here
Talking that same s***, even though you only real as the game you kick
Rap a** n****

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Well if you go on and on til' the break of dawn
You a rap a** n****
And if you hip the hop, the bee-bop don't stop
You a rap a** n****
And if you fluent talking all that gangsta s***
You a rap a** n****
And if you fit any one of those categories, boy you need to quit
Cause you a rap a** n****
m************ think they can tell anything to a n****
You got us f***** up like liqour, p**** n****
Cause you got a big budget, thank you can drop anything on the public
And we gonna love it
Naw playa, it don't work that way
Keep playing, f*** around and get hurt that way
s***, I feel like a lot of n***** owe me cheese
Got me wasting my bread on these wack cd's
n***** might as well only sell singles
Get out the game and go do commercial jingles
For Kool-Aid, Pringles, or some other s***
Rap a** n***** just make a n**** sick
Can't hold in my beat no mo'
If I try you, then I might blow
But it might slow, down in the bottom
Rap a** n***** need to fall like harder
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I'm on a roll like s*** paper
Getting cheese while these other n***** get vapors
All for me, but my game go beyond this
Thats the reason other m************ join this
I mean jealous n****, when you look upon this
All you see is greatness and wanna harm this
But see you harmless, so find someone to play with
You out your league, f****** with this heavy-weight s***
With all that fake s***
I'm flowing really scary huh
Barely to you n***** who clown like Jim Carrey huh
Flows vary from bass to that funk s***
Got you open, cause I'll never join your punk s***
m************ on the jock like they want d***
Copy cats hear their flows and get so sick
Beat downs all you f*** n***** gonna get
For even thinking you can sit on my chrome b****

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