Warning

[Intro: C-Ray]
Give me another one
Who's this paging me right now
Aw shit it's hip-hop
Hey baby hand me the phone
Let's see what's going on here

[Verse 1: C-Ray]
I'm the dopest nigga that you'll ever get to roll with
(No shit)
You could find me in your bitches throat quick
So sick
How I make 'em vomit with the flow
Spit serious
Now I got 'em all delirious
While I sit back and reminisce in the days when nobody gave a fuck 'bout the swagger and the fame
And ringtone rapping wasn't ever supposed to happen
And breaking was the only trendy form of dancing
O.J. The Juice Man woulda got his juice took for jumping in the cypher
Wack niggas get they goose cooked
They didn't need no hit producers to move the crowd
People came to hear the smooth shit they were spewing out
We can do without the dick riding, and hit fighting
Cause riding coattails'll get you no sales
You're so frail, when I spit my shit you gon' fail
There's no doubt I kill your number one with no clout
And wack motherfuckers like Soulja Boy
Tell 'em probably couldn't get the picture quicker with a polaroid
Nigga you're sucky
You got lucky
With your little hit record as some real niggas gon' check ya
How you gon' respect some OGs when them niggas paved the way for you to make your own cheese?
You're fucking ignorant
And is to hell we delivering your body
We gon' send your bitch ass back to poverty
Properly is the way to address the game if you a new nigga
Don't be thinking that your shoes bigger
Motherfucker

[Outro: C-Ray]
Yeah
Take that
Take that
Fuck Soulja Boy nigga
And fuck O.J. The Juice Man
And fuck anybody else in that same category of... pop
Bubblegum rap
You niggas are fucking trash
Y'all done
It's game over
Throats slit
Six feet
Bitch
It's Chuck Rhodes nigga
Chuck, Ackwrite
Dynamic Duo
Shouts out to DJ Flip
The only DJ spinning real shit
5-0-9 in the house
Niggas know what it is
All these niggas is dead man
It's time to hit the reset button
It's game over
Headshot
I'm out
You've just been warned