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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #3,167
Peak in subgenre #97
Author
Gangsta X
Rights
Gangsta Productions
Uploaded
September 16, 2005
Track Files
MP3
MP3 2.1 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
dadas first shots....
dont make waves, x hurricanes yo ass quick
talkin that shit, get yo face smashed with a fast hit
now who runs MC, nigga i kno you ain't run shit
you just a G wannabe, plus you wear Abrecombie and Fitch
i aint see no Gangsta in you, u soft like a bitch
please, u quick to get on your knees at a sight of a dick
hey yea shit happens
and then you were born
but you breached head first
and that explains why you came out ugly like that
crazy not think i wouldnt strike back i'll hit you right back kid
you got some balls to take cheap shots at me
you aint gotta like me, but you gonna respect me
i aint gotta stab you, my bullets go directly
straight to your head, like a fully armored helmet
so wheres your dough nigga?
hehehe.. i guess all i do is get drunk every weekend and play socom nigga
ok Mr. A.F. - freestyle of the moment
Lyrics
Didn’t u watch how I handled that snitch?
U sound like a little fagget ass bitch
Whining cuz I can afford Abercrombie and fitch
And guess what clown?
I don’t play around
U claiming u got dough maybe
Its because u still live with ur old lady
Like I said I feel like the troops at Iraq
Thought u had massive weapons
But u aint got shit to strike back
Ur full of treats but u aint no harm
U call me country boy but Nashua has no farms
Can’t say the same about Dracut
I’ma give u an advice u better take it
Don’t ever come at me again
Or I’ll give it to u raw
U fuckin a 15 year old
aint u scared of child labor law?
U claim to be a player
But u just been played
U apologized to her
But maicon claimed it was too late
U say u stand tall but ur easily breakable like sheet rocks
Forget rhyming dude u should stick to beat box
I play dirty like my white Reeboks
I’m walking all over u I should call u my flip flops
Ur rhymes are weak
Ur under me like a mechanic fixing cars
It took u over a week
To come up with 16 bars
But I guess that’s better then nothing
Except 90 percent of it is u bluffing
Like that day we caught u coughing and choking
“Yeah broda I banged her” Pamela!!! “no no I’m just joking”
so which one is it?
Last time Jen paid us a visit
She said u must be mistaken
She got butt naked but u didn’t take it
U can try to fake it
But I just left u absent minded
I just told ur life story except I rhymed it
How can u call it a freestyle? When u typed it
yeah I get high drink and play Socom
But once in a while I pick a weak rapper and smoke em
Enjoy ur 15 minutes of fame Without rage
If it wasn’t for me nobody would click on ur web page
U want another advice?
Before u post shit up
Read it out loud twice
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