p.c rexx empty threats şarkı sözleri

Going off the dome with this one They gon' feel me No bullshit PC Rex Ayy It's the one It's f*ck all these goofies, they playin' both sides They runnin' their mouth man, I can't let shit bother me Stacking my chips, I've been hittin' the lottery Claiming you a dog, bitch, you can't bark as loud as me Stuck in that cell, bitch, I hope that my dog get freed Ain't no tellin, bitch, you know that those pockets deep Run up that score, bitch, I feel like an athlete Run up on me, pussy boy, get your ass beat on some real shit , you bitchs can't f*ck with me Talking my shit, man, these goofy's some wannabe Bitch, in my city, I'm turnt up aint no stopping me Just ask your girl, bro, I bet you she heard of me Leveled right up and transformed to a better me Going too hard, I hit hard like a pedigree Jump from the top, I feel like that boy Hardy In the streets, you ain't know it, get gnarly PC Rex, bitch, with a double X All my opps mad, yeah, they know I'm coming next Sending all these shots, boy, I'm standing on your necks You ain't never did shit, why you sending empty threats Take it to the grave, I can't tell you what we did Said there's money on my head, got me thinking why Ian dead Tell the truth, they ain't bout it, they some hoes, they some fans When I run up in that house Better show me all your hands Tell the truth, they don't know me, but they're talking out my name I be flying like a dragon when I'm spitting out this flame I'm like Undertaker, bitch, yeah, I rise from the grave Switch it up, Shawn Michaels, sweet chin to the face I ain't worried about them, yeah, I got what it takes You ain't never hold it down when I caught my first case I was all by myself, still came in first place Me and you ain't the same, bitch, I got expensive taste Ha ha, damn, this goofy's trying to be just like me Can't believe that shit they gone have to try a little harder Step that game up or something No bullshit Come get your girl, bro, she suckin', she fuckin' Don't trust a little ho, she be lyin', she bluffin' Line my heads up, they keep comin' and comin' Can't speak on it much, but this phone got me runnin' Drip the f*ck out, yeah, my wardrobe be stunnin' I dropped out of school and started chasin' little hunnids Run this shit back, cause it's f*ck all the bitches I'm talkin' my shit, let me know if you want it It's f*ck all these goofies, they playin' both sides They runnin' their mouth man, I can't let shit bother me Stackin' my chips, I've been hittin' the lottery Claiming you a dog, bitch, you can't bark as loud as me Bitch, I hope that my dog get freed Ain't no tellin, bitch, you know that those pockets deep Run up that score, bitch, I feel like an athlete Run up on me, pussy boy, get your ass beat Nah, for real though, there's two things I can't stand And that's a snitch and an internet woofin' goofy All that talkin' on the net, but when you see me, I ain't do shit Like, if it's up, then it's up What's up with it
Sanatçı: P.c Rexx
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