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dr@k01387 - rap battle drako vs lil-trool lyrics

[diss by drako]

[verse 1]
how u calling bruh
u 17
bet u get 17 to life
u runing around calling your self lil-trool
first of all
what the f-ck is up with all the lil
in hip hop today
what the f-ck
most be a lot of rappers
raping about having a lil d-ck
being pr-cks
u trying to copy
u ant no lil wayne
bet u got a lil d-ck
u from africa
i’m from the hood
grew up on the street
had no shoe’s
had nothing
u think u life is worse
just cuz u older bruh
nah
don’t make e laugh
u funy as f-ck
ant got nothing on me
piece of sh-t
u belong in a pit

[verse 2]
oh
now u asking if it started
b-tch u be farting
u r-t-rded
yeah
that line was me starting this battle
don’t u know
u bout to lose
better move
u dealing with the rap demon
i’m on fire
b-tch u can’t even get hired
man i don’’t know getting tired or dissing ur -ss
your diss gonna be a miss
come on i’m unleashing the demon
what u gotta say lil boy
the mic is yours

[diss by lil-trool]
gang gang
gang gang
gang gang
gang gang
thats what i’m about
heard your stupid -ss rap name
whats that sh-t about
b-tch you wanted a battle
hold on lemme get my horse saddled
went through your lyrics on g*nius
always talking bout school stuff
i still can’t picture you being a g*nius
n-gga this ain’t no recess so i don’t play games
this a threat lil’ boy, you know we friends
b-tch don’t k!ll my vibes i’m like kendrick with the fire
pull up in your trailer crib b-tch “ta ta” shots fired
yea i’m from africa, but n-gga my swag dripping
yea your foriegn b-tch tripping
i had her head down my pants man
yea she sucked my lil d-ck man
i f-cked her and that didn’t even let you know
i hit your b-tch like a jet, then i wrote her a check
nike bottoms for my shoes, check
yea i never run out of checks
check my records back in africa
yea my sh-t is all checked
come sit over here lil boy, its high time you get a detention
coz you’ve been using a lot ‘f’ words
i bet my ryhmes gives you chills, put that on god
call me big chill, on god
yea my flows got ice on em, oh god
imma hit you with these punch lines till it physically hurts ya
gang gang
gang gang
gang gang
gang gang

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