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max b - dead solver lyrics

[max b:]
i’m to much to figure bullets give em the beef i f-ck em and kick em out lick em out [out] bigga u is a nasty basterd lil n-gg- showing off try to past me tha ratchet got the hummer toy pimp slapping the sh-t out of a b-tch you n-gg-s is lover boy i’m the other boy all out the deaf bigga got a temeprature got the d-ck hard slipped it to her get ya penchion up old n-gg- you can diss anybody but [but] no bigga he gonna diss ya back he gonna talk about ya momma talk about running in her mouth with the lama f-ck her with no condom get the b-tch pregnate bet she keep it daddy got the treatment baby it’s no secret n-gg- yous a disk jockey never had ya wrist rocky at all bigga he to c-cky ooooowwwwww

[chorus:]
take a look at my life they wanna know how i’m so nice with the flow i’ll take ya life with tha fo homie you was right i f-cked hoe follow follow me take a journey with tha boy oh boy i see bigga he brought another toy i think ya daddy needs new shoes

[mac mustard:]
put ya sh-t on the gate like a n-gg- on tha packer fif grip is spitin at any n-gg- that act up get ya chest to ya back up lift ya back up pts callin for back up my n-gg-s back up yea we be tearing trap up to get the trap up punchlines h-t like a mack truck that n-gg- mad tuff waiting here for me for joe you gonna hold ya breath ripin at these flows til death til it ain’t flow is left some n-gg-s don’t notice yet hold the mic like a tec spiting to the gorder met bounce like a loaded jet til n-gg-s gonna hold the set all them thugs in ya bas-m-nt screamin like a b-tch wen those slugs penertrateing there’s a reason n-gg-s hating and her more to add to the list it’s a dash to the bricks don’t be last to this sh-t make em sh-t on his n-gg-s straight spaz on his b-tch if you weren’t you n-gg-s b-mping trash on the streets

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