Corrección Letra TMC Cypher 3 par Yung Spinach Cumshot

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Uh, hi there (Hey, hey)
My name's J.C the Rapper (Hey, hey)
People should understand that now (Yep, they do)
Uh what's up
What's up, n***a? Ah, sh*t
This is my verse
We're TMC, by the way (Yeah, we're uh)
Uh we're The Meme Rap Community
That's what it stands for
We're just a bunch of elegant nibbas
Or Elegant n-words, racism and sh*t
Were a mix of races & genders who just like to make funny sh*t to make u laugh
A, B, C
(Sorry boys, J.C took my virginity)

B*t*h, we be poppin' just like a mazel tov
Everybody wanna see what the hell I got
Ok my n***a don't be f**kin' shocked
When I run up in your house and take off my socks
Yes that's how I sleep n***a don't judge me
Your hoe on my time and she's lookin' ugly
Shoot shots at me n***a but those are just airballs
Coughin up lines like a mof**kin hairball
Haha, get it? 'Cause I love cats
Not talkin' the movie, I'm talkin' the animals
because I thought she flexible
Sent the b*t*h up like a muhf**kin' darimo
She eat the d**k and the balls and the testicles
Reid does the same thing I make and go flex, hoe
Ay, yuh, huh, yuh
I'm playin' chess while these n***as play checkers
I pack opinions and [?]
N***as act like they ain't f**kin' with me
Most of my bars are round Glock and my pole
He f**k with women, I pull out a pole
Losers thinkin' Morris while he talkin' cold
I don't get a drip 'til a n***a get sold
f**kin' a whole damn verse, so?
Time to go back to the studio
Meme rap and mi mi mi, that be the click
Fill up with gang, I don't give a sh*t
SGG, I'm flexin' 'n sh*t
Yo' b*t*h on my d**k and she eat like a pig
F**ked a b*t*h named Wendy on a air mattress
I feel like Lil Weenie, got kids in my attic
I ain't talkin' TV, but don't want the static
She got a fat a**, so you know I'ma tag it
I'm flaggin', I'm flaggin', you n***a be lackin'
I'm in it for slit and my n***as take action
You think that you better, lil n***a stop cappin'
And we got advance, so don't hop on the wagon
Feel like I'm naked, the drip from my walk
I got yo' b*t*h on my muhf**kin' c*ck
Thirty round clip fits the side of my Glock
N***as is mad that I'm sh*t that they're not (Ay)
PBS sh*t, between the lines
Young lil n***a, I'm feelin' like Zion
F**k Jesse so good that that b*t*h started cryin'
Talk down on my n***a, you might end up dyin' (Aaaayyy)
Yo' b*t*h died of ligma (The f**k's ligma?) Ligma balls
I beat her back up, now she got no f**kin' walls
I know a n***a named Landon (Ay)
Landon, this d**k in yo' muhf**kin' mouth (No homo!)
Yeah, I'm fire, and I'm from the South
Yo' b*t*h comin' over, I blow her back out
Yo' crew where we left, I ain't talkin' no route
These n***as is b*t*hes, they just cry and pout
I'm washin' these n***as, ain't talkin' a drought
Wish you was lost, now you was found
I got a Glock, it hold thirty-three rounds
Let me pa** it to Quan while I eat Misty out
Told everyone that I was a beast
They were all full of denial
Hop in that SRT
I had to pull up in style, uh
Flippin' the bird at all of my teachers (F**k you)
Flippin' the bird at all of my cla**mates (F**k you)
Diamonds on me and they cascade (Yuh)
I pull out them bands, they thought it was tax day (What?)
I see you lookin', I see you envy
That I'm rich and you still workin' at Denny's (Loser)
I saw yo' b*t*h with them jiggly t**ties (Ooh)
My d**k go all the way up like Fat Joe and Lenny (Ooh)
I got a master plan
You got your friends, but I got a ma** of fans (Woo)
Look at the way my money be stretchin' (Yuh)
Mr. Fantastic of plastic man
She got a a** like a African
I might just f**k on the first date
She gon' be callin' me her bae
My papa been f**ked at her workplace
Ma-ma-man, f**k all these hoes, and f**k a commitment
I nutted early, but she wasn't finished
That's what you get when your d**k is two inches
Old money, b*t*h you look like Newt Gingrich
Yeah, I'm a trucker, you fat b*t*h (Honk honk)
And I got some beer (Yeah, real truckin' sh*t)
Ooh, I heard you a opp
Damn, it's gettin' hot in here
I just got a big bag of chips
I guess I'm a fag, I sit down and p*ss
I'm immature 'till the day I crow (Will that change?)
Sorry, I'm afraid it won't
Told shorty she must be a PS4
The way only broke boys turn her on, haha
Shoutout that n***a Shirtless Gatorade
SMXT gang, TMC sh*t
Just got my AIDS results
(Yung Spinach, I love you) (You're positive)

My d**k is the size of a Cheeto (Cheeto)
Your b*t*h eats it like a Dorito (Dorito)
I'm pulling up in a tuxedo (Tuxedo)
And she sucks me like a mosquito (Mosquito)
B*t*h, I eat a** every day (Every day)
Some of my friends say I'm gay (I'm not)
Like what the f**k? B*t*h, no way (Bruh)
'Cause look, I'm f**king your bae (Your bae)
I nut fast 'cause I'm in bad shape
My left ball looks like a grape
I have a f**king Minecraft cape
When I'm bored, I look at apes
It's a great day to be alive
My b*t*h just turned five
A Lambo is what I drive
F**ked your mom thirty-seven times
Bruh moment, knock knock
Who's there? It's my c*ck
Pulled up in green socks
My d**k is harder than bedrock
My wrist is full of ice
My flow is full of spice
My c*m is white like rice (Ay bro, somebody cut this n***a off, I'm hot)
B*t*h, I'm living in paradise

Who put this lame-a** n***a on the cypher?
I'm in the trap with a stick, Michael Myers
I'm in the cut and I'm tryna get higher
If you talkin' down, put his a** on a flyer
I ain't even talkin' 'bout Sega when I tell these n***as that I am not playin' no games
I did this sh*t just to show off
Most of these n***as on here, yeah they really be lame
I tell them boys I'ma go off
I do not care if these n***as do not do the same
Got my boy Xonthebeat
If you talkin' on Kori, we fryin' you like a plantain
Walked in this b*t*h with a whole lotta sticks
Way that I walk, I play for the Nicks
These n***as lame and they be on my d**k
Just like a baby, gon' let that b*t*h hit

These n***as is pu**y and blocked on my d**k
I steal with my buddha, we got hella sticks
In the field with four sticks like I got two controllers
She f**k with d**k and yes, she do what she want
I don't have to control her
She not my b*t*h, do not ask stupid questions
We gon' spin on the five and turn n***as to has been
F**k it, I'm open his chest like it's Fortnite
She sneak out to f**k when it's nighttime
Put em on NBC since you wanted the spotlight
We only gangbangin' because of pandemic
Two stroke on balam but she squally, I left it
We seen an M and we left him
Hol' on, I'm breachin' this b*t*h, feel like beer
Big chop and it singin' like Sear
Big chop and it sing like a lear
I told n***as suck d**k 'cause these n***as is b*t*hes
He mad at the world 'cause they f**kin' his b*t*hes
Stab jackin', eat four, eat the sh*t for your mans's (Die)
And you cannot put sh*t on your desk 'cause you lie
twenty because two got chopped after
You got beef n***as fooled to get put on a platter
Run them up bump, break them up and get shattered
When I f**k her, that's cool, she can't stay
She wanna f**k, had to tell her I'm gay
And these n***as tough talkin' breach, but don't get paid
If the DT50 and get spotted, be sprayed (Dummy)

Dummy, she takin' that d**k like a boss
And she call me Chevy 'cause I got the sauce
And you cannot rap and I call that a loss
Get off you PC, go touch some moss
I take your b*t*h and we watchin' some anime
I be like Naruto, she be Hinata
I hit a Jew, so I got my clone
We gettin' busy, don't call her phone
You got a PS5, we're the console
It didn't make it because it was stolen
I play the role in the heist, we leaving
I be the driver, look at us rolling (Yea-yeah)
Dodging the bullets like Matrix, yuh (Yuh)
Dodging the bullocks like Cuphead, go (Yuh)
We're all the sh*t that you just said, yuh
I dish you up and you just flinched
You lookin' goofy, b*t*h, go hit a mickey
And get off my d**k, do you want it? It would be
And you don't know sh*t, like what are you smoking?
Puff it, sh*t must be good, sh*t must be bussin'

Ay, I don't really give a f**k
I got sh*t to do
F**k out my face, punk-a**
Like, who the hell are you?

Who the f**k are you? B*t*h, I don't even know you
Back on the track with a b*t*h thick like Mewtwo
Ju-just wait until we post this sh*t to YouTube
Got me a Nerf gun and that sh*t go pew-pew, swag

It's done
It's finally f**king done
I just wanna give a shoutout, a huge shoutout to everybody that made this song possible
Zero, Yung Spinach, uhh, Xo, JC
Y'all are awesome, swaggy-a** muhf**kas
Uh, the reception to this cypher
That will be, that will determine if I do another one of these, but until then
Goodbye

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