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In Da Club (feat.G-FaceMurderer)
- //HotShitSpitter
- I work my ass off and diss on your trash song
- You can stash guns, but your life won't last long
- I'm spitting here, waiting until my cash grow
- I'm spitting to blast all, murder all tracks, so
- No need to ask for it, here to do that 'lone
- My ego inflating, obliterate, smash foes
- Don't care what they think, we still gon' clash, yo
- Stop with the baiting, I explode like shrapnel
- I get it cracking like I live in trap home
- I get to smacking, my shit sell like crack sold
- Finna attack 'em, do it like a strap: blow
- You bitches wack and, good bars, you lack those
- About to grab throats, or hit in they backbone
- I always have fun, I've no time to slack though
- You and your girlfriend, I'm gonna clap both
- The illest on earth land, I'm finna stab y'all
- I lowkey would describe myself as holy
- I know he dissed me, he gon' die slowly
- If I'm offending you, then you better blow me
- I'll leave you stranded too, so don't oppose me
- If you look closely, your body's a trophy
- Like cutting an animal, I made the goats bleed
- I'll do what a cannon do, shoot 'till you broke, G
- I will be smoking, but I ain't 'bout no trees
- I'm doing the choking, until your soul leave
- It's really so clear: You know what my goal be
- But you can't get near, and I'm not boasting
- Let's go, you'll go to the doctor like Moe Dee
- I'm spitting a written, but I am so free
- Addicted to my lines, like you're a dope fiend
- You think that you greater? That is only
- A dream, you ain't my hater, you think so? Just go, please
- Forgot to remind y'all, this place is my house
- I got to decide, y'all, when I want the lights out
- My connections so wide, I decide what I rhyme 'bout
- Here's the reason why these bitches lie: clout
- Speak even a word of trash and you've a sliced mouth
- Creepy and funny at the same time, like clowns
- Seeing you fuck 'round makes me wanna roast right now
- Writing twenty four hours daily: Night owl
- Your rhymes ain't close to insults that I threw
- I'll roast you both, you, your homie from your blind crew
- I'm the world's most wanted, shoutout to Ice Cube
- You a goner if your flag red, or light blue
- Who's gonna get their cranium broke twice? Who?
- My rhymes are out there where the longest flight flew
- My rhymes stick to you, with no applied glue
- I ain't tricking you, who's gonna die? You
- //G FaceMurderer
- Dropping down like bodies, chains in Ferraris.
- In the club with a big body, round edge looking smotty.
- Smothering smoke with hottys, rapping like Gotti.
- Lyrics Godly you can hardly disagree on a track with me.
- I believe your just a jack for trades honestly.
- Flow hard go burning like charcoal, in a chokehold.
- So far you can't let go, never let them sow.
- Reap what you sow, I saw a never no that goes to nevermore.
- It was me again, spitting heating, cooling down like Leviathan.
- We at 10 bars, chocolate broom bodies say "Gimme a charge."
- Charged up, bouncers bounced up, out of luck for change.
- Sweet 16 give me a Honda or Ford, I say chill ladies.
- 17 more to go, freestyle flow, never been better just low.
- Shooting my lyrics like bullets, doing the matrix.
- X's dodging like Satanic tricks, satrix, don't get in the mix.
- Last line for chicks, call me at this number, 99 4 86.
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