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With Them

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Alright End with the fake shit I'm sick of these rappers and basics Sick of the fact that these haters keep on trying and pulling this "great" shit Pussy, you finna get face-lift Definitely hated We hate shit Most these new artists are only replacements Creating brain [?] Trying to get my bitch to match my bracelet That's flawless But some of you probably weren't understanding that statement Complacent But knowing that I'm gonna be making it out of this basement Just face it Y'all rappers make me nothing but irritated A legend since '97 Stepping to every veteran I wish I had a dollar for every bitch that I slept with I wish I had a dollar for every race that I stepped in I wish a motherfucker would try me and get beheaded I've been The nicest rapper by far and it's undeniable The words from over-hyped dick-suckers is unreliable So who am I to know when the highs are low and it's time to go? Cause people only fucking with you now because it's time to blow Aye, and tell them rappers bring they're writtens with them Aye, and tell them haters we ain't getting with them Aye, and tell them labels bring they're millions with them Aye, and tell your bitches bring they're bitches with them Shit... One of the nicest motherfucker I really couldn't care if you don't like me, motherfucker We running and ducking these rappers like we fighting, motherfuckers I swear to God my feet just look like Nike, motherfucker, that's Haul checks We next We Corvettes Put your money on the table, we taking up all bets All battles, and all threats And personal calls, texts No letters, no emails, if you talking we'll cause death and that's real So tell me, that shit you was talking? Tell me that you wasn't stupid enough to be running your mouth with no caution Tell me that you wasn't one of them people I heard about, rapping 'bout guns, when I see you In public and suddenly you don't have nothing to say to me Shit, cause it happens so often Funny how shit can affect y'all That rapping shit doesn't impress, dawg You never been posing a threat, dawg You a mess dawg, and I'm set, dawg One of these days you will learn That you can not fuck with my set, dawg Go get you a check, dawg I really do hope that you keeping your desk job, pussy Aye, and tell them rappers bring they're writtens with them Aye, and tell them haters we ain't getting with them Aye, and tell them labels bring they're millions with them Aye, and tell your bitches bring they're bitches with them Shit...