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Competition fail hard 'cause I got real bars Like Barbarians y'all looking like male far Or carry 'em while I'm chillin' abroad with a broad that's Bulgarian With my dick in her jaw is givin' her heart failure Lookin' at the down under like living in Australia With no feelings involved, like Lauryn Hill killin' us soft I score at will but when you this fly it's either limit, the sky Or the unlimited fall, feel like I'm livin' the life of the infamous raw Criminal who's been spinnin' inside the mirror in the sky Suspended in time like the General Zod Connoisseur of the finest colognes, call me the chemical lord Pure artist and it's for sure, dog You ain't gotta respect me But you better not disrespect my Motherfuckin' gun God of the semi-automatic but yo ass bet not call me no semi-god I'm sippin' on Guinness while sittin' in the synagogue Tall spendin', livin' large (livin' large) And it's the yard, niggas long winded I'm gettin' in my car and I'm skrrtin' off (skrrtin' off) Convict around bricks of raw I keep the same down chick around different tours I tore down shit before now the shit be more 'Cause now ya boy sounds just matured SongtexteAnd your shit for clowns, CB4, I don't know, Rihanna, Rita Ora Either or, it'd be an honor to be a fly on either wall Of these giant divas anytime you see the dogs Call the hyenas, we at war You ain't gotta respect me But you better not disrespect my Motherfuckin' gun Facts, I might air you a gas, dunk your body out on Fairfax Play the trap laid on the air mat before rap I had the .44 mag in the velour bag Bag of bitches had 'em bickerin' and back and fourth This ain't badminton, I had to admit that shit bad for business I like 'em bad and send your women, friend get apprehended It's clear as wind that I done mastered this pimpin' Hopped out the albino rhino I don't buy no clothes with rhinestones I'm too refined, I'm not common folk Ferragamo robe, my skin rose gold I was rockin' moto 7 years ago, you niggas slow Just dig the hole and don't be difficult I keep the .40 Colt for hopes to get me smoked You ain't gotta respect me But you better not disrespect my Motherfuckin' gun PRhyme (Ride out) You ain't gotta respect me But you better not disrespect my Motherfuckin' gun Aus Songtexte Mania