40 at the Bar

Yeah yeah K o's from that F L Down south where everything we do is X L Now I get up on the mic and I excel Murkin other rappers when honestly I meant well Leave a card saying ill be back when you get well And next time the grim reapers finna ring your death bell If you think you're in my class then you're about to get expelled I’ll get up in your face like we talkin on a Nextel Chiefin in the northwest reppin for that B C So underground that you'll prolly never see me I used to be the kid rappin ridin around a GT Now I'm in the booth rappin in a beanie Hoes wanna f*ck me and haters wanna be me Chicks rubbin on my lamp like they want a geanie  A couple crazy thots, and they both in bikinis It ain't a beat down when I say they double teamed me Bass hits, guitar riffs, and large spliffs Find Ko lit up at the bar bitch Round here we chase our hard shit, with hard shit Slam some whiskey then spit a raw 40 bars bitch Game like genesis, resident evil nemesis I beat the pussy up till its limpin off the premises Smokin on some cannabis, stoned like an amethyst  Don't mean to brag but I'm the fuckin man at this Smokin like a dead ford, bumpin like my headboard I'm the man to call if you got something to export In a ford  escort, headed to the airport Four keys stuffed ina mother fuckin bread board Bass hits, guitar riffs, and large spliffs Find Ko lit up at the bar bitch Round here we chase our hard shit, with hard shit Slam some whiskey then spit a raw 40 bars bitch Verse three, and you haters can't hurt me Spit shit so sick it give your ass herpes So come and try to work me, come and try to stop me You gunna need some back up gunna need your posse Better bring a mossie, better bring a Mossberg And all I really need is a mic so I can toss words I get to spitting off the dome and your crews laid flat I told you motherfuckers that clancy don't play that So get back, get back, or get broken Cuz I'm droppin other rappers and no I'm not jokin I heard your last tape and I had to press stop Local Coca Cola rapper cuz your really just pop Rapping about your trouble and how you're in the street  Bitch your full of bubbles and hella fucking sweet  So bitch don’t try me cuz I’m way to grimy At the bar spitting bars is where you’ll fuckin find me Bass hits, guitar riffs, and large spliffs Find Ko lit up at the bar bitch Round here we chase our hard shit, with hard shit Slam some whiskey then spit a raw 40 bars bitch