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F*ck a freestyle This a B STYLE Reuel StopPlaying with these niggas Yea If not me then who? Uh Stomp a bitch out that's my dance call it two steppa (Big) Joking on these hoes they some clowns no Heath Ledger Nigga blowing up my phone with some scams tell him do better I ain't saying I'm Mother Nature f*ck with me it's gon be bad weather Bitches try to call my bluff in these buffs Ain't you the same bum bitch that was catching the bus? Ain't you the same weak hoe who ain't do shit when you got snuffed? Ain't you the same nigga cum rag when he bussing nut? Damn It's a tough crowd Bitch got packed Broke her down This some good Loud I should catch a case the ways I'm violating these hoes Three strikes off the bat type desecrate on these hoes Bitches should really wipe my ass I defecate on these hoes (Fr tho) Come get yo nigga he ate my ass and sucked on my toes Who am I kidding? That ain't yo nigga he was calling you bro I see you ain't even plan for this shit show (Hahahaha) OH That ain't my problem Shut the f*ck up or talk to this revolver I'm playing Man that shit just rhymed Got some niggas from the A that's ready to ride I got real niggas in the Chi that's ready to slide From 15 and 313 you sure you ready die? Feel like Hammurabi in hoe I want an eye for an eye Told bitches niggas to kiss my ass now they calling me bi In the cut making plays rocking rays with lil big Tone My ex texting my phone tell him leave me alone Send em to the voicemail nigga nobody home Hitting nikkis with a blicky that match my pink foams Tell that dog face bitch she barking too much Gotta take her on a walk she ain't really that tough I'm just getting started I'll Eat a bitch up I'm at the top of the food chain (Chain) Cash rules everything I should've been in wu tang (Tang) Missed work to up my net worth with my main gang (Gang) Had time for my slide he was ya lil boo thang (Thang) Only thing big bout y'all bitches is y'all mouth (Fr tho) These bitches tweeting comfortably in they mommas house These niggas broke as shit imma give em a tip Better off selling some bricks You rather shack in hoes cribs Grown ass men selling dick And they still can't pay rent Daddy and mama resent Should've been heaven sent Know they could've prevent F*ck entertaining these freak hoes Only P you need to push is those big pros Can even use an opp or two for ransom It's stunting season bitch better run up them pesos Stacking up the cheese, guwop, gwala, deadz, and legos Tell these fan ass bitches add some cream on my bagels I got thirty year olds hating on the kid I got forty year olds shook cause I'm that bitch What bitch you know can beat a beat up without punching that shit? Can heat the streets the f*ck up without doing a bid? (Fuego) Hop on every beat ate, bodied, did and slid? A vulture taking food out everyone's mouth for my chick Coolee said we getting a plaque I believe in that shit Cocaine Yayer Gang University in this bitch (gang) Me and Wordplay Clay gon put on for the mitt When AJ get home we gon shine shit lit Thanking the man up above Making my talent legit Any case they'd judge I leave it up to him to dismiss Who said we D town goofies? With Eastside hoochies? & Westside groupies? Y'all couldn't see us in a movie DETROIT Let me remind y'all motherfuckas Detroit vs everybody Shutting down a bloxk party (Sada) Iced out like Kash doll 10 2 10 on my Big Sean (on god) I'm bad as Rocky Can't Still my moment Tee Grizzley Putting on for two cities (Dugg) The bitches way too pretty If you know you know (Ray) We came from the ground up Payroll Baby it's smoove now the ice I wear Vezzo Can't forget the one and only B ROYALE Bout to f*ck the summer up with this Detroit Anthem (Bitch)
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