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huddy combs - who r u o.b. dick freestyle diss (eminem diss) lyrics

[intro]
uh ohhhhhhhh
how the f+ck is y’all n+ggas want beef man
tell you the truth
i don’t even think i know who none of you n+ggas is in the streets man
n+ggas never seen y’all man
n+ggas is clowns man
what’s really good tho

[verse]
uh, uh
what the f+ck is the deal, (uh) what’s really good, f+ggots talkin’ (all talk) this bullsh+t
catch you in new york, i’ma give you the full clip (uh)
other than this we would’a never discussed it (never)
you’s a no name rapper obie trife you busta
motherf+cker you and f+ck your crew
gives a f+ck who sign wit, f+ck them too (f+ck all a y’all)
i hate to say this dude is g+y (hi) but this the first white boy gettin’ pimped by dre sh+t (that’s right)
face the facts, (uh) your labеl is wack (uh)
oh you signed another n+ggas now your label is black sh+t (uh)
our labеl is back and ready to attack (yeah, what)
it’s hud i’m in the streets like the 80s with crack, sh+t
my gun nelly ’cause it’s hot in here
they talkin’ that bullsh+t, get you shot in here
it’s a one way road better stop it (uh) there ‘fore you end up dead in detroit wit a c+ck in ya ear (uh)
you on some sneak sh+t (what)
we on some street sh+t (huh)
f+ck around and body yo ass over this beef sh+t (come on)
that tough talk better leave it alone
’cause soon as you land obie we gon’ greet you wit chrome, sh+t (huh)
the streets is my home, reach and you gone
you lair, better retire ‘fore we leak up your dome (huh)
and d12 catch a half a bar
you n+ggas sold a million records who the f+ck is y’all
get outta there (f+ck up out the game man)

- huddy combs lyrics

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