First off moment of silence for Phara and Shooney Let me guess Con' If shit get out of hand you gon pull out that big machine like this Shut up! You look like the type of nigga that swing like this Nigga I'm from St. Louis where all year round nigga it's chrome season Chill Con'...you know I'm known for making Worldstar...for the wrong reasons You ain't heard? I'm a boss, I ain't gotta let that tooly go I point and give my Wolves the assist, I'm like Rubio Y'all put Jada' in his prime versus Coolio? A 3rd street corner on an island with Julio Con', rap about your wardrobe, some shit that you really got Don't rap about a war role, shit that you ain't never shot All you know is Polo, Fendi on the buckle What you know about a solo 30 minute scuffle? What you know about gang fights? 30 niggas rush you And ya head on a swivel cause a nigga might cut you Nothing... I done been involved with that And still found time to make the playoffs, my stats In High School and college, I'm a boss with that And I ain't never had a job, I got it all from rap Matter fact, fuck a convo, I'm pretty sure Con know I'm wild, Congo, he a Muppet, Gonzo I send shots that you couldn't block with Alonzo Boy stop we can box, I'll beat 'em blindfold Yeah, you on Wild N Out, so? What he signed for? I hurt Con and take him out of that season like Rondo Meet his ass in Brooklyn like, "Nigga what you lying for?" Take his body with me drag 'em across the Verazzano I give 'em 30 at the half You better call a timeout before ya fans find out You floating and they find you in the water like Lebron house Witnesses like, "We saw a man in front of Con house" Ding ding ding, yeah stupid I'm who they talkin bout P.S. ya songs ass Con you ain't got no tracks buzzing Delivery trash you act foul but won't hack nothing All you got is bars, nothing else, I don't lack nothing I volunteered to coach this bitch nigga, I'm Pat Summitt You 4'11" chill you wouldn't attack nothing You shooting? A room full of balls you wouldn't clap nothing Pause, I get my hands on Con, I'll snap something Punch him in his chest and fuck around break his back from it You don't really want that action, you worried about matching Con you's a bitch cause my bitch could fit ya jacket New York I ain't bragging, but a nigga living good And rich I'm not that, son, house, cars, yeah I got that Con 4 years older than me and still live with his mama So bragging is what a Goofy do If I live with my mama my closet would be Gucci too Con' I was in Miami, you don't even have a car But you flossing like you ball What's the point of red bottoms if you walking to the mall? I ain't X, I ain't gon talk about priorities nigga But transportation over shoes mean more to me nigga And your style is the next decline, me? I'm electrifying This science class, I transform I'm dissecting con "If that was me, I would've a fucked both y'all up I would've took 'em to the roof, made both y'all jump" Shotgun you a fraud, you wanna bully your way So what you pushed on Bill, why you ain't do that to Swave? What we supposed to be spooked because you brung Watts? Fuck Shotgun Suge, we'll have Suge gunshot And all you niggas bringing props to win, I ain't with that If Holla bring a prop that bitch gon come with a kickback Soon as I lift that, watch a nigga load it up That bitch go KABOOM! Lil brother gon have to hold me up! You niggas bringing props to win, I ain't with that If Holla bring a prop that bitch gon come with a kickback If Holla bring a prop that bitch gon come with a kickback Soon as I lift that, watch a nigga load it Soon as I lift that, watch a nigga load it That bitch go KABOOM! That bitch go KABOOM! That bitch go KABOOM! Lil brother gon have to hold me up!!! BALL GAME NIGGA! What's big money to small change? Two words after this... BALL GAME!
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