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Relax and take notes
While I take tokes of the Marijuana smoke
Throw you in a choke
Gun smoke guns smoke
Biggie smalls for mayor
The rap slayer
The hooker layer
Motherf**ker say your prayers
Hail mary full of grace
Smack the b*t*h in the face
Take her guccci bag and the north face
Off her back
Jab her if she act
Funny with the money
Oh you got me mistaken honey
I don't wanna rape Ya, I just want the paper
The visa, capeesha
I'm out like, like thе vapors
Who's the one you call Mr macho
The hеad hancho
Swift fist like Camacho I got so
Much style I should
Be down with the stylistics
Make up to breakup
n***as need to wake up
Smell the indonesia
Beat you to seizure
Then f**k your moms
Hit the skins to amnesia
She don't remember sh*t
Just the two hits
Her hitting the floor
And me hitting the clit
Suckin on the tits
Had the hooker beggin for the d**k
And your mom's ain't ugly love
My d**k got Rock quick
I guess I was
A combination
Of house of pain and Bobby brown
I was humping around and jump In around
Jacked her
Then I asked her who's the man
She said B.i.G
Then I bust in her E.Y.E
(you big, your dead wrong)
The weak or the strong, who got it Goin on
Youre dead wrong
The weak or the strong, who got it Goin on
When I get dusted
I like to spread the blood like mustard
Trust it my hardcore rainleaves you rusted
Move over lucifer I'm more ruthless huh
Leave your toothless, you'll kibbutz, I'll flip it
Tears don't affect me
I hit em with the tec
Gs disrespect me
My potency is deadly
I'm shooting babies
No ifs ands or maybes
Hit mummy in the tummy
If the hooker plays a dummy
Slit the wrist of little sis
After she sucked the d**k
I stabbed her brother with the icepick
Because he wanted me to f**k him from da back
But smalls don't get down like that
Found your father hidin in a room
f**ked him with the broom
Slit him down the back and threw salt in the wound
Who you think you're dealing with?
Anybody step into my path is f**kin feelin it
Hardcore I got it sucked like a pu**y
Stab Ya till you're gushy
So please don't push me
I'm using rubbers
So they won't trace the semen
The black demon
GOT the little hookers screamin
Because you know I love it young
Fresh of green
With no hair in between
Know what I mean?
The weak or the strong
Who got it Goin on
You're dead wrong
The weak or the strong
Who got it Goin on
Your dead wrong