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Yeah This is for all you fakers From you whack rappers to you backstabbers This is for you wannabe gangstas and whack rappers Fake ass friends who switch up and backstabbers f**k you, you can suck a d**k and eat sh*t And when you see me you better not speak b*t*h I'm causing you bodily harm and I'm seriously finna hurt y'all You thinking you hard but you softer than a nerf ball Curse y'all b*t*hes Claiming you're balling but ain't got no riches You're left in ditches You're claiming you're pimping but ain't no mistress My click is vicious With game I've been blessed I'll aim at your chest Bring pain to your flesh Call me the angel of death Insane cause I'm stressed I'm brеaking up all of your vertebrae Poor mothaf**kas ain't hеard of me Every day is a murder day I'm coming up dumping and leaving you slumping your head out you're crushing I told you you're nothing So quite all the cussing you just a little boy Don't try to talk grown You come to my crib I'll cut off your legs and make you walk home Chopped bones to pieces murder your nephews and your nieces Put bullet in fleeces When it comes to my pain it never ceases I'll take a iron to your face and leave your skin with creases You little fakers you ain't f**king with Mob Cause of the fact I got yo b*t*h and she sucking my knob You duck and you bob Try to run from my bullets they hitting your spine You shoulda stayed yo ass at home and kept on sniffing them lines I'm gripping my nine Ready to run up on anyone who wanna talk sh*t So just admit it you ain't hard you just a soft b*t*h
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