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Yeah, yeah, y'all don't really, y'all don't really Y'all niggas forgot about him, niggas just gotta doubt him, yeah Fire on the record, these niggas just trying out on him Bitches crawls round him, tryina get the scoop on him Bruce Bowen in this purp, these niggas can't shoot on him Bite hard enough and you gonn break a tooth on him Niggas scared to get me on they track it's like the booth's on them My nigga who won it? We fin to find out Rob a nigga for his watch, he on time out Deep in the struggle, my niggas is tryina climb out Gorillas black for that gravy, whenever shine's out What? I'm too big for, these little rappers coming up See what I did for em? Took out my rib for em, yeah Lost my crib for em, yeah, I went to jail over rap I lost my kid for em, this what I did for em Now I'm real form, these industry niggas act like the fear gone Don't even steer wrong Real niggas drop the 10 for him Rat his back you ain't hear wrong Nigga I'm like harry on, deep inside your burial Bring them tecs in for them bills like Mario Cali coke, make a giant jet just like plexico And don't nobody ever have to know Hex these niggas if I raised them Hex them if they played the maxim If they had me up against the best and couldn't raid them SongtexteHex 'em if they hate 'em How could you replace it That you couldn't motherfucking ask him if he paid up Yeah, and still I let the beef die, y'all don't even see why It's time that they let this man in, Eli I bet y'all niggas see now, the dawn of this rap game Speeding all I do is ride my cars in the fast lane I got em leaning like a back pain Let's see how your favorite rapper act when all them cats flame Yeah, yeah, y'all don't really, y'all don't really hear me though Hahahaha I'm the best! Aus Songtexte Mania