Classic

[Verse: Lunachrist]
Gentlemen, hold up wait, let's be gentle man
She say I'm polite, but I'm really trippin' off the xans
Posted on yo' block, I'ma [?] you with this Tec
And these niggas so mad cuz' they not with the set
Ay, Ranker, yo' bitch finna take her
All my niggas ballin' bitch we ballin' like the Lakers
Talkin down on us, you go missin on a paper
Why you love to lie, when we know that you a faker
Pullin' out my blade, I'ma give that boy a taper
Nigga finna die, when he see me with this laser
If you runnin' up, I'ma turn that boy to vapor
Shoulda shut yo' mouth, then you woulda been safer
Stop
Nigga you so ass, nigga needa go and quit
I don't really like when these niggas talk shit
I just saw yo' stats, bitch you didn't move a bit
Catch that nigga lackin' we gon' throw him in a pit
Catch that nigga lackin' brodie thought that he was slick
Catch that nigga lackin' he gon' die, rest in piss
Catch that nigga lackin' cuz' he always tellin' fibs
Catch that nigga talkin' down on Ranker he get hit

[Verse: Stvn]
Catch that nigga talkin' down on Ranker
Ay, catch that nigga talkin' down on Ranker he gon' die
Talkin down on 4tg I put a bullet through yo' eyes
Oh, she wanna fuck well I do not cuz' her pussy is dry, yuh
Yuh, that shit dry as fuck
I'm in a Tonka truck wit' Luna gettin' fucked up
If that's yo' bitch, I'm sorry, cuz' she gettin' butt fucked
You talk that shit through the computer needa shut up

[Verse: Stvn]
Last verse of the fuckin' song I'm havin' fun wit' it
Money comin' in my nigga, I still haven't stopped it
Got a lot of fuckin' songs that I still haven' dropped yet
Pop a couple tabs, flyin' in a space rocket
Last clip empty so I hadda swap it
And that nigga sour to me like a lemon hadda drop him
Blood everywhere, it's a mess, hadda mop it
Somebody give me the fuckin' mic so I can drop this shit