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c-murder – 2 stainz (2 chainz diss) lyrics

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[c-murder talking]
this how we do it on my block
pop or get popped, k!ll or get k!lled
drop or get dropped, i’m the realest nigga out here
i made this tru shit 2 chainz f-ck you nigga
pussy -ss nigga d-ck in the booty hole -ss nigga
you’d be a hoe you was in the pen nigga
f-ck wit my shit, tru global for life nigga

[c-murder]
i’m the realest nigga ever wore a tru chain
this goes out to that b-tch nigga 2 chainz
you can never be me cause you too lame
i’ll pop you in the chest and make two stainz
and if i catch you a vest then my next aim
is to your head motherf-cker nigga dead game
hey man a real nigga tried to warn ya
you f-ckin’ with this calliope i leave ya on the corner

[c-murder]
2 chainz boy you a pussy -ss nigga
ol fake -ss nigga tryna be a tru nigga
boy you’re reppin’ my shit nigga actin’ like a b-tch
now you gotta get f-cked by this calliope click
with no rubber no grease no f-ckin’ police
in the streets i’m a creep i’ll put your -ss to sleep
i done peeped at ya dawg i done hollered for your ford
made a phone call and all y’all was actin’ like broads
i swear to god if i see you i might lose my religion
you ain’t never been in the kitchen cookin’ up chickens
prolly be a stool pigeon for the cops if you caught a misdemeanor
ain’t never had a scale or a triple beamer
and no bail no arrest no bulletproof vest
no fake piss tryna p-ss law test
this nigga can’t be me you can’t be c
b-tch i rep the 3 until a nigga bury me

[c-murder]
i’m the realest nigga ever wore a tru chain
this goes out to that b-tch nigga 2 chainz
you can never be me cause you too lame
i’ll pop you in the chest and make two stainz
and if i catch you a vest then my next aim
is to your head motherf-cker nigga dead game
hey man a real nigga tried to warn ya
you f-ckin with this calliope i leave ya on the corner

[vs]
b-tch i’m on my a-game, polo jockey high hearts
got a lot of shit i care for but this tru shit nigga i die for it
live life like the movies i ain’t talkin’ tri star
try to run on me b-tch i’m bruce willis, die hard
all you b-tches think i’m so fly
cause i stay on my shit nigga
one thing i will never be two words b-tch nigga
one thing though i gotta be two words rich nigga
you tity boy, f-ck boy, snitch nigga
2 chainz bout that meek mouth
you ain’t bout that jail house
three four hours you locked up
b-tch you tryna bail out
b-tch i saw you runnin’ on youtube
fallin’ out of them new shoes
i heard about it on facebook, and you tru?

[c-murder]
i’m the realest nigga ever wore a tru chain
this goes out to that b-tch nigga 2 chainz
you can never be me cause you too lame
i’ll pop you in the chest and make two stainz
and if i catch you a vest then my next aim
is to your head motherf-cker nigga dead game
hey man a real nigga tried to warn ya
you f-ckin with this calliope i leave ya on the corner

[c-murder talking]
f-ckin’ with the wrong thing my nigga
f-ck 2 chainz
this goes out to that b-tch nigga 2 chain
this from the murder man homie, calliope all day