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t rock - my little arm lyrics

[t-rock]
say dog, d-mn, what the f-ck wrong with your arm
that motherf-cker all small and sh-t
d-mn, can you move that motherf-cker?
why you just spinning that little metal piece around
that’s all you can do with that sh-t?

[chorus x4]
it’s my little arm, yeen know? it doesn’t work, yeen know?
and it won’t fit, yeen know? inside my shirt, yeen know?

[t-rock imitating dj paul]
d-mn t-rock, why the f-ck you gotta clown my arm and sh-t man?

[t-rock]
cause n-gg-, that’s how the f-ck it is
and i’m telling everybody on how lil pat made all your beats
lil pat made this beat, lil pat i’m finna rock this sh-t
this how it’s supposed to be

[verse]
ain’t nan n-gg- outbussing me
every single opposition gone suffer defeat
i’ma show you n-gg-s what is a g
when the funk jump off, bullethole put a slug in your knee
cause i’ma aim at your chest and neck
now you living off of life support, like check to check
every n-gg- try to flex i wreck
push a n-gg- mind back, with the tek, try to recollect
but he can’t, laying in the pain, his rank, can’t spit game
try to be above a mack and get shamed
i’m throwing n-gg-s off the plank, and get plank
gone off of drank and dank
so gone on with the hype talk
i’m with a click of motherf-ckers bringing gats to a knife’s talk
i’m on point like a tight walk
when a slug get to spraying, make his 12s turn the lights off
i’ll leave them stuck like starch n-gg-
see the gats gone spark n-gg-, aimed at your heart n-gg-
ripping you apart n-gg-, i’m on point too sharp n-gg-
you be diminished by a hard n-gg-
all about the change, on the grind for the sacks and green
saving full of drugs, like sacks of green
motherf-ckers get wrong, i’ma leave a n-gg- gone
in the wind, caught him slipping like vasoline
pull the hammer back, aiming at your spleen
n-gg-s better get saved, and confess to king
when you f-cking with the rock, n-gg-s busting at your spot
so you better be on point with your vest and beam
better get life insurance like mr.serv
do a lyrical murder by using gift of words
when i pull the hammer back, i’ma lay a n-gg- flat
n-gg-s flipping cds, like i flipped a bird

[t-rock]
so it’s your little arm that doesn’t work huh?
ha ha, what’s up with juicy? i guess he just a gay motherf-cker
well, you know what i’m saying, honestly
i’d rather have a small arm, than just be a gay -ss n-gg-
but then again both of you motherf-ckers gay!
bunch of gay -ss n-gg-s
rest of y’all n-gg-s in three six, y’all n-gg-s better leave the click
before they have y’all n-gg-s trying to convert and sh-t
yea n-gg-, that’s what happens when you f-ck with the real n-gg-
you exploit me, you diss me n-gg-, i’m at you motherf-ckers n-gg-
i’m exposing all the demons, all the truth
everything i’m saying on this motherf-cking record is the truth n-gg-
all you n-gg-s thinking i’m just trying to make y’all laugh
and i know it’s funny as a motherf-cker, yea
cause them some funny -ss, b-tch made, f-ggot -ss n-gg-s
but all that sh-t true
f-ck three six, and f-ck that small arm -ss n-gg-
he aint nothing but a b-tch
f-ck that f-cking gay wr-ssler -ss n-gg-
he the biggest b-tch of them all
n-gg-, vampire in memphis -ss n-gg-, like my n-gg-
j-love said
n-gg- f-ck y’all motherf-ckers n-gg-
all you gone do is wait for your motherf-cking brother
to get out of jail and sh-t

[t-rock imitating juicy j]
wait til’ project pat get out of jail
wait til’ project pat get out of jail

[t-rock]
what about that n-gg-?
he locked up right now n-gg-, and i’m f-cking you n-gg-s up!!
f-cking your -ss in the game
telling everybody about all the bullsh-t you was pulling
i bet won’t nann n-gg-, nann civilized n-gg-, sign with y’all punk -sses
cause your motherf-cking beats ain’t worth all that n-gg-
i’ll keep jacking y’all punk -ss
whenever i hear a beat, and you ain’t rocking it right n-gg-
i’ma jack your motherf-cking -ss
oh yea, lil pat made the sh-t anyway
lil pat making all the motherf-cking beats
you n-gg-s taking all the recognition
i say lil pat walk in the studio
and blast all you b-tch made motherf-ckers one day
then he wouldn’t be in the wrong, cause that’s what i wanted to do
but instead, i left you hoe -ss n-gg-s
cause you f-ck with me n-gg-, i’m at you
i’ll be done f-cking, f-cked one of you n-gg-s up in the quickness n-gg-!!
so whatever…you thinking i’m talking
you think i’m just talking sh-t n-gg-, run up n-gg-!!
cause i’m packing mine n-gg-
you get your -ss blasted off the planet f-cking with me n-gg-!!
area 51 for life!

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