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