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I rock and rap, so if you wanna collab... hit a brotha up
Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #12,208
Peak in subgenre #762
Author
K-train and Hamilton
Rights
2005. PLG/Fox Fire Records. All rights reserved
Uploaded
December 23, 2005
Track Files
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MP3 3.7 MB • 128 kbps • 4:04
Lyrics
k-train:
What the fuck ya gonna do when I hang you by the neuce?
Why don't ya take another swig of the poisoned juice
You can stop tellin people that you know me
You don't even though ya girl blowed me
I know that you wanna be just like me
The first thing you gotta do is trust Nike
Yo, but shoes are whatcha walk in
The second thing to do is stop talkin'
hamilton:
Wrong impression; agression you got against me
Don't piss me off, mothafucka cuz you just testin' me
I ain't that average mothafucka thatcha fuckin' with
I got my fist and a list witcha name in it
I'm recognizin despisin that you a bitch
Ya girl gave me head last night while ya took a piss
You think ya big and bad but I figured ya out
You a homosexual suckin dicks now
K-train:
I can't believe you gonna sit and take it like a bitch
You really sittin' in that bathroom to bitecha fist
While ya girl's still suckin on Hamilton's dick
Man, how many times you hesitate now to take piss?
Hamilton:
Ya worthless mothafucka, I wish ya luck
Cuz once you step up to me, that's where ya fucked up
C'mon man, I'm more mature than ya think
So sit down mothafucka before ya get shanked
K-Train:
I'm the mothafucka you afraid to see
Takin' names kickin' ass, y'all skaneless freaks
You couldn't fuck wit K-Train, I'm from the North
On the pole, on patrol, and ya feel my warmth
Fear is the number one cause of death
And I got y'all fearin' yo last breath
Six foot is depth
Did you forget?
I'ma show ya mothafuckas dat ya need to respect
Betta realize all the bitches know
You a trick payin' for a ho
I'm from the Mo
Hamilton:
Wow, that mothafucka made a mistake
This twelve verse I rehearse should make you rethank
I gave them time to let them think what they want
But now, since I'm f'real, the bitches don't wanna front
I got spare time to rhyme how I'm whoopin' ya ass
One punch, I'm off to lunch, see it wasn't that bad
Just kiddin' I just fucked you up
Any last words before I send you off
Bye-bye, gotta go
Just to letcha know
All that talkin shit is left you lookin like a ho
So lemme leave ya with this last quote...
K-Train:
You ain't doin' nothin' but wastin our time
Train and Hamilton closin' this rhyme
So next time you seein' me drive by
You betta find a secure place, to hide
Hamilton:
You ain't doin' nothin' but wastin our time
Train and Hamilton closin' this rhyme
So next time you seein' me drive by
You betta find a secure place, to hide
