I hate talkin' in third person, but against Shotgun Suge you made Clips proud That whole "'Excuse Me Miss', I saw you from across the-" nigga, I ain't know you listen to Chris Brown You listen to R&B? Twork? The gangsta nigga with the hoodie that be hard and vicious? Didn't you get knocked for stealin' purses? Oh RnB stand for Rob 'n Bitches What? That was a reach? Nah, cause if I reach it's to make a real hit record with my piece The gun sang better than Chris but you cryin' from the bald head, that's Tyrese Grab the semi. let the auto tune 'Everything', that's Jacquees And from what I drew, he'll (Dru Hill) be able to get outta rehab, in nine weeks I'm old school R&B, if my niggas snap, then I snap, the whole group is flippin' Old school, meanin' if I get the Temptation my whole group is trippin' Ruger spittin', four singin' and one crackhead nigga, that's New Edition Ya squad SWV, cause in Total I see a group of bitches And y'all know SWV and Total was a group of- Those losses against Wavy, Mike P & DNA, they should've humbled you You beat Verb, barely, cause in the first round, oh he crumbled you And see that's why I compare you to a female singin' group Twork What? That line puzzled you? Well in four battles, I counted 3 L and 1 W (3LW) I'm a beast bredren, and the niggas I roll wit', just know they keep weapons And got everything, from razor blades to a knife, so you should keep steppin' All that rah rah shit, you can bring it over here, but you only got about three seconds Cause by law, you should get cut for that long ass delivery in C sections See that was just a couple lines that I came up wit' in my spare time But it's one line that I wanna address, and that's ya hairline You have been wearin' hats and hoodies since you was two If you really love ya hairline then you would let it show You have had the same barber for 20 years and it's time for you to let him go What do you have, a dandruff problem my nigga? Scratch yo' head, go 'head, let it snow Cause ya hairline is startin' to think you don't give a fuck anymore and it's time for you to let it know Like, "Yo Line I'm here (hair) for you. Fuck what these niggas think. You know I love you And I ain't hiding you from the world and I'm just tryin' to hide the world from you." Instead of robbin' women for they purses, you should rob niggas for they hairline, go 'head and take one Cause I'd rather you rob niggas for they hairline then to treat ya own like it was Drake's son And that ain't no disrespect to my nigga Drizzy That was just a line to let you know that your line is a little iffy But if I get half as mad Two choices: the Timberland (Timbaland) or the plastic bag, that's word to Missy I'll make ya aunt and mother eat each other out, them bitches old but they feelin' frisky I won't even jump in, I just control the 69 like 50 Headshot, I'll let the revolver pop ya chin Fuck a room, I want you to guess what barbershop I'm in Before battle rap I was loadin' the clippers Cuttin' niggas in the early mornin' on the wake up But I changed my life and I made a shot for little niggas like you to come and shape up But I still line Jersey niggas up, cause I got some serious chrome Now guess what barber shop I'm in nigga? Serius Jones Aye Jones, that's not a diss bro, on God But if you mad, you gotta stay mad Cause I'm puttin' every Jersey nigga in the freezer, it just depends on who I may tag (Maytag) Real Shotgun, and I got my shit stashed inside a grey bag They ain't seen a light skinned nigga with this kind of Arsonal since Ray Swag You Strapped In! No you not Baow, I let the fo' fo' pop Headshot, they had to do your obituary usin' Photoshop You say shit like, "I run in the church and make everybody and the Reverend Run; Jojo pops" I should leave ya body full of metal, since you got the same hairline as Robocop Aye Smack, do me a favor, don't put a top dog against these funny cats Go 'head and call me "ancient", but you the nigga that's gettin' mummy wrapped When you, Beasley and Chico, where the fuck did you find these dummies at? I love the strip club, but if this what you call twerk (Twork) I want my money back
お前はスマックにお金を8,000ドルも取られたのか？ 彼は、お前が値する額を奪ったんだ そして、男らしく逃げる代わりに、最初にカメラの前に立って見せたんだ 全部見たぞ、お前の財布をどう扱ったか、本当に恥ずかしい つまり、彼は8ドルを奪ったんだ、メッセージを受け取れ、アンバーアラートだ お前はビッチの体だ、俺は自分が選んだ人生を美化したことはない、ただ家に隠れてなかっただけだ ギャングスタの仕打ちが俺のすぐ隣にあったから、それに従って生きてきたんだ お前は間抜けだ、実際、黒人どもがお前を裏切り者だと思っているのはなぜかわかるか？ YouTubeで調べればいい お前は自分の男がカリフォルニアで襲撃されるのを目撃したんだ、だから計算しろ もし俺がカリフォルニアで襲撃されたら、お前はただ見てるだけだったのか？ クソッタレなスリッパのために、ステイシー・アダムスを履いて逃げ出すつもりだったのか？ 俺はお前のことをお手本にしてやる、そうすれば、誰も俺を裏切ることはなくなる 俺はお前の頭蓋骨と骨を安全の標識みたいに使うぞ 俺は彼に向けて撃つんだ、100ポンドで埋めてやるぞ そして、俺はラップしたかっただけなんだけど、黒人どもがお前の名前をめちゃくちゃに言い換えちゃって、仕方なく土の中に埋めなきゃいけなくなったんだ お前は路頭に迷わされたんだ、そして、今度は俺のところに戻ってきたのか？この黒人はばかげてる お前は、まるでエンペラー・ザーグみたいに、興奮を求めてるんだろうな 許容範囲は無い、お前の父親が密告者なのは驚きじゃない ただ、お前がどんな結果もなく地上を歩いているのがわからないんだ 認めるんだ、常識だろ ファラオは神の民を解放しなかった、そして彼の息子は父親の罪の償いをしなければならなかった 石に刻まれている、でも、お前が彼の足跡を踏む前に、俺がベレッタを撃つぞ もう誰に対しても密告することはないだろう、彼は誰にも言わないだろう ジャージー
