- Like i said before, you niggas then gone nuts/
act tough, and like a blunt i'll smoke you in ya Von Dutch/
i came back from the break just to get my flow on/
what I'm sporting, fresh air ones with the Girbaud on/
and so on the story goes, i spit to perfection/
i was elected president and i wasn't even in the election/
i guess i got V.I.P connection/
my rep was dead but this the ressurection/
cats now days talk a whole lot of yiddish/
to me it all sound like French mixed wit British/
you think you built for this cause you ate a little spinach/
you got a nice start in life, don't make me end it/
sorry if you feel a little lyrically offended/
you going against a nigga who's splendid, stupendous/
ya life depends on ya mouth, don't risk it/
pop shit get ya dome split wit the biscuit/
you cats are senseless, supercalifragilistic/
you a bitch wearing pumps and lipstick/
when im broke, i head to thje block for a quick flip/
i don't bullshit wit my time like you dip shits/
and everybody claiming they fire/
on their road to the riches till i get the clip and bang at they tires/
and please get this straight, if you don't know me im not ya dawg/
i get it popping off if you make the proper call/
you off balance niggas i can help stop ya fall/
i quickly grip the game and have it bolted, framed, locked and all
Please, holla at the boy
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