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ej robinson - she lyrics

f-ck this rap game, rap changed am i the only n-ggah on the fast lane
seems like the rest on the crash lane, no wonder why they all spits raps lame
champaign in my d-mn vains, ur loss is my d-mn gain, i spit fire no propaign
everybody out here know my name!
and if u try to get in my way then you bout to get it
see in the dark call me riddik and n-gga don’t forget it
im rippin this rappers apart they all look like midget
to i need to get specific m-th-f-ckah dont u get it!
i am ny at its finest, got the brain of big when he rhyming
got that heart of pac and i’m shinning don’t get kanyed
when i’m wiring
don’t get kanyed
when i’m wiring,don’t get kanyed
when i’m wiring
hook:

b-tch i’m firing shots at anybody acquiring
money of this music sh-t, i’m bout to get abusive b-tch
beat the f-ck out these b-tches i don’t care who u get
i’m way to elusive and my b-tches be nude and sh-t
i don’t want you wearing clothes, if u coming to my shows
and u don’t take that sh-t of then we throwing u out the door
i don’t even like this sh-t, i don’t even like this beat
i don’t like anyone in this game cuz they minds is weak
im sick of the music that ny keep regenerating
so now i’m throwing bullets out my arm like walter paton

hook:

so f-ck you if you claim raw, lying when you writing
b-tch my whole flow is exciting the cops gone try to endite him
but f-ck it cuz if i’m going down u should know that i’m fighting
if i don’t like u soon as i see u b-tch don’t bring a knife in
cuz i’m coming with bazookas, rocket launches and shooters
and rugers and c-cktail bombs and aiming for your medulla
if jay z get big with me, ima show him what time it is
if j cole got a problem i’m eating n-ggahz like prime ribs
even em(kim)em can get it if he try to f-ck with me
none of u buster n-ggahz is touching me, touching me ,touching me ,touching me

hook:

this part is for the locals, maybe u need bi focus
i thought i already told u, do u need me to choke you
b-tch u on my level, i reppin the roc, taking it to the top
i give a f-ck if u busting shots, if u that much of a gangsta
f-ck is you in the studio, u should be on the block right now
shootiing hoes. i don’t believe the none sense understand that i’m monstrous
thats why you b-tches won’t invite me to do a show cuz ur consioucne says
ej bout to murder me, oh sh-t i’m so terrified
i can’t bring him into my venue he’ll probably tare my pride
right out of my body man he’s sh-tting on my soul
thats right m-th-f-ckah i’m bringing home the gold
whoaw!

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