Podcast Pt. 2

[Verse: Midnight Podcast & 45hre]
Back up in the heazy baby
What the fuck nigga you is trying to slave me?
To tell the truth ? you've got me goin crazy
Nigga shut the fuck up you are a baby
To play me ba-by hey he
That dum bitch got caught by a 80
Telling me that I ain't shit
You is gay nigga
You tell me that's that good shit you're tastin'
That shit taste like some gravy
I can be your baby
You said what?
Woman 1 Obie! Obie! You know I'm having your babies
Fuck you bitch
You keep telling me you're changing
Whenever i see you in the range
Ridin' three-wheel motion 'till the ass scrapes
Nigga i will kill you with my fist
The death's just a matter of time the hit's been arranged
Fuck thе K's
Crackers show off the top while I'm hittin' a J
I'm at your еveryday place
Every day I'm leavin' a race
I hate your stupid ass face
Im all about a crime and ready to catch a case
You is a police nigga i knew it go find a gun
We stabbin every city when we headed to that bat cave
What the, You ain't going to the bat cave
Change the Range to Thursdays put that away
Nigga throw your whole album away
I'm convinced now that more than truth is at stake
Shut the fuck up I will turn you into steak