PSA

If I get a record deal
I'mma hit the block with them free bricks
King Louie got a record deal
And he went and got his front teeth fixed
Louie kicks on my king shit
But no dreadlocks, I can't swing shit
Harvey rappers wanna sneak diss?
Look I don't sneak diss, it don't mean shit
This that, Chiraq, Harvey World, street shit
I be cashin' these bitches out
Decent hoes get remixed
On parole for like two years
So I can't smoke on that weed lick
Cause my P.O. she want clean piss
No bullshit, she a mean bitch
DJ where them hits at?
Why you playin' this weak shit?
Shotgun where yo bitch at
Late night on that creep shit
Rich nigga just buy shit
Broke nigga just peep shit
No disrespect to my nigga P
But I do it big like Meek's tits
Bump J got locked up
And now niggas claimin' that chief shit
Did a song with lil Chief Keef
Now these hoes callin' me sweet dick
On Sydney and Cal City
So it's only right I play Tink shit
Lil Sasha go hard but I like Chella more cause she a street bitch
Loud pack, Pontiac, quarter pound for a G6
And if Loni pop, lemme hit that
I might take her shoppin' through Neiman's
Might spend a lil 3 piece
On Lil Fee Fee cause she a lil freak
That bitch try to set me up
I'mma stomp her out like Lil Reese
Chiraq, murder cappy, niggas dyin' over youtube
Diss me if you want to
I'll have 'em lookin' for you like Blues Clues
Can't rap and your beats sweet
So technically that's a lose-lose
This track by Rio Mack
Same nigga did Too Cool
Bitch nigga you fufu
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I'm the shit, boo boo
Feds watchin' like OoVoo
Lawyers all on my iPhone
If you bite me I might sue you
Dirty birds we drillin' shit
Got more guerrillas than two zoos
Nowadays I'm a paid nigga
Still catch me in Woo Woo's
In the hood with a rich bitch
No ATL, no NuNu
You don't do it like I do
More books than a highschool
Five thousand on horseshoes
Downtown eatin' Thai Food
Blow 'em down like a typhoon
Put 'em on Channel 5 News
My niggas smoke iPack
And it's super loud call it iTunes
Make 'em bleed like a Piru
He don't die now, he gon' die soon
I'm hot, July June
Caked up like a tycoon
If I cop work at 9 o'clock
It'll be all gone, by noon
Clickers on me like camera phones
I'm close enough nigga why zoom?
Racked up like a bunk bed
Up heat, bust lead
Free Bump, fuck feds
Money bag, 'nuff said