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Royal Rumble !!!
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BabyTron
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Tae Retro, Tae Retro I got so much Enrgy You wanna learn spice talk, I can teach?you?something Rainbows off the?chain, I ain't reading nothing (Nah) If?you see me in the stu', then I'm up to?something Chasing?for?a ring, she?still lost, DeMarcus?Cousins That just mean that she's outta luck It's a late show when I rap, got the magic touch (Baller) Seen numbers off the rap, I ain't had enough Gotta grind, I've seen hard times, I've had it rough (Talk to 'em) But I'm on to some better times Heard bro last song and he bet on rhymes (Simple) You sell weed and still broke, need a better crime Blank out when I'm on the track, I lose my mind They say crime don't pay, that's a whole lie Don't believe me? Go and ask Tron, he can tell why The day I cuff a rat, you'll see pigs fly I ain't putting clamps on these hoes, not a fungi (What?) Got your girl clapping from the crowd like a soccer mom Rap god, punchlines from the pantheon This game takes a long time, it's a marathon If y'all rolling out, then we slide like Decepticons Heard you put your trust in a ho, that's a rookie move Put my all into the rap, what I got to lose? Know I'm nice with the bars, I ain't got to prove Can't compete and deep down inside, that bothers you (It do) What's comp'? I'm on top of the leaderboard If she ain't giving up the neck, what I need her for? (What?) Couldn't even look at the fit, now I'm leaving stores Finna cop a Sprinter with the guys, I need to tour If you switch sides, then you know that I won't forgive You always beefing with the opps, you must hate to live (You gon' die) Do a verse for the low, then I'm off the grid Say you was better than? (What?) Yeah, you off the meds Sh*ttyBoyz That sh*t was super crunchy (Woo) The slides ain't work, finna use a punchy (Puncher) I fell down and bounced back, I ain't use a bungee He caught seven out the .40, how is dude unlucky? Your money shorter than a leprechaun You need a thousand-dollar sneaks if you step with Tron I got eyes everywhere, the Fendi sweater on I let the chop' piledrive you, it ain't wrestle time Huh, punch, I'm a front contender Talk wet, walk wet, I'm a water bender Glock in hail Mary [?], I'm what you call a center And to the opps acting tough, boy, y'all all pretenders Huh, no cap, y'all a ball of corn set him up, b*t*h, we all gon' score Oh, that b*t*h? Huh, that's what I call a w**** Bought everything at the set, can't hit the mall no more Nah, for real, I'm an exquisite shopper I don't believe what you say, huh, Mr. Crocker Red and blue Christian Lou's, you work with the coppers Flying 'round like I'm Boba Fett, I'm a pistol popper Huh, I'm finna talk crunch-el-dunch-el Coach ain't seen it, but I got a bunch of hustle Triple-double up in Texas like I f**k with Russell Up the chop' for that bread, bust it, he gon' crumble I got cheese on my mind, mozzarella brain Scope with the zoom on that b*t*h, I got hella range All this come up, they couldn't even tell that I done felt the pain Them baggy-a** jeans, these ain't Rockefeller days And we'll shoot him like a J 'til he catch Z's And you gon' have to get a fade if you catch these B*t*h knew that I was great since she met me Shipping next day, twenty-seven off the next three Huh, off the next three, yeah, Tae Ayy, ayy, what up, Enrgy? Ayy, ayy, ayy, Sh*ttyBoyz Whew, whew, whew, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
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