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urltv – geechi gotti vs. swamp lyrics

[round 1: geechi gotti]
we got geechi gotti versus…n+gga every bar you wrote for that 2 on 2 was weak as a mothaf+cka
i couldn’t use them sh+ts
you was like, “gotti, i think it would be cool if you let me say, ‘you’se a b+tch.'”
i said, “no’
you said, “why?”
i said, “cause n+gga you’se a b+tch.”
100k, n+gga that’s mine
f+ck that clock, i’m on that time
shaun paige be on life support if i clap mine
and if paige a (pager) beepin’, then it’s a flatline
heart stoppin’
after this, i’m gettin’ new jewelry, my b+tch wanna go car shoppin’
it’s a lot of sh+t i gotta plan, but ya funeral at the beginning of the list, it’s chart toppin’
yo smack, since when was it cool to get these marks poppin’?
yeah we was partnеrs, but i really don’t like swamp
you win? i’ma rob you for whatevеr little doe you might got
tie a rope around ya neck with a tight knot
you better make sure we paid ‘fore your neck go broke joc
if i catch you on my block, n+gga that’s tragic
gats blastin’, hit ya vertebrae and see a spinal cord goin’ off, his back spazzin’
n+gga i pack ratchets, you thought cause you got kids i’d let you live?
n+gga that’s a no
in spite of (spider) you havin’ four bm’s, i can’t relax kiddo
the mac’ll blow
your funeral gonna be packed fo’ sho’
turn yo’ tarantula lookin’ baby mamas into some black widows
n+gga this match could go, a lot smoother
or i could shoot ya crib up, on the front line airin’ from the outside like a swamp cooler
n+gga where’s yo’ b+tch?
i wanna talk to her
soon as you told me she was a fan i was thinkin’, “hey, make her link like top jeweler”
glock, ruger, any one gon’ send a shot through ya
just to see ya ass drop
i got charged with recycling, i used these same cans on my last op’
f+ck a stash spot, i’m on the lap wit’ it
he get clapped wit’ it
ain’t nothin’ gon’ stay the same
bullets goin’ in and out, i’ll make somethin’ fly outta paige (page) like a paper plane
n+gga this ain’t a game
you said you broke down mo’ dimes than kevin samuels
that’s how you livin’? that ain’t sh+t bro
i ain’t kiddin’, you need to know the dope game how i’m really livin’
cuz i love you, but i had more o’s (hoes) on my track than lenny williams
i’m old school
battle rap, disrespectful
n+ggas could fight, whatever they want to
that’s why i needed nitty to k!ll bruh
i didn’t feel comfortable with drugz still in the tournament, it’s supposed to be no rules
i’m a crip, i brought mo’ tools
i brought the gauge cause the glock was trippin’
try to run, but the 12 already got you, n+gga stop resistin’
{smack calls time. geechi looks p+ssed}

[round 1: swamp]
we got swamp vs….n+gga why the f+ck you ain’t take me to nutty blocc?
this n+gga a straight hoe, swear to god
this n+gga took me somewhere pretty as a mothaf+cka
security guard, picket fence and a gate code
you be in every f+ckin’ battle on every f+ckin’ card
n+gga, you think you can’t be k!lled?
all this battlin’ ‘back 2 back’, n+gga you ain’t learn from meek mill?
i wish you would get ya ugly ass up here and act like you know ’bout my past or somethin’
somebody better get this n+gga in the loop
you ain’t the only one caught up in the system
i done gave the judge more h+ll than minnesota luke
so watch ya tone, bro
for the action, i’m a fanatic, i let the heat wave in public
will he survive or move on? f+ck it
sh+t, i’d rather catch him traffic and let the paramedics on the freeway judge it
we get it geechi, you are a super duper crip
but the fact that we know that you gon’ rep’ yo’ flag to the death
is only gon’ make me make the .9 spray
beyonce, push everything you had to the left
these n+ggas do not be street
that’s why you able to get up here and get off easy
i’m really from south carolina, do you know where charleston is?
all them m+th+f+ckas watchin’
tonight, you really gon’ have to talk geechi
how the f+ck did you win 2 on 2 then champion of the year twice in a row?
with the same ole’ one+two lines
and this n+gga+ you will not get this money back this time
yo, you done already finessed two times
talk about i walk around this b+tch arrogant as h+ll
wow
how?
n+gga i will always remain humble ’til i get my hands on that hundred thou’
and when i do, i promise you, i will not know how to act, like bow wow
these are cold facts
remember when i said i would knock a n+gga fitted off from a hundred yards with a rifle?
no cap
i brought that b+tch back
and this b+tch will hit a n+gga chest from a distance
n+gga this sh+t got a trick switch
i wanna see a crip flip, like the special olympics
n+gga you not finna do me like you been doin’ these n+ggas from the old era
i even had a talk with the man upstairs
i prayed, god he (gotti) know better
rap n+gga
[round 2: geechi gotti]
he thought cause i rap ’bout the hood that i still live in the hood
psst, that’s what swamp thought
if i’d have brung you to the hood and smack investment would’ve got k!lled, n+gga that would’ve been my fault
y’all think cuz a k!ller?
i will have yo’ kids, beggin’ for they life in front of me
literally, make you and them take a knee
i don’t give a f+ck about this country n+gga
i will break ya jaw, arms, legs, all ya joints
so close when i say it i could whisper, n+gga i ain’t gotta use all my voice
i’ma invade yo’ sp+ce so much minnesota luke gonna want to deduct all my points
n+gga what you talkin’ ’bout boy?
you ain’t got no d+mn ops
out the window of the lamborghini with the ak, that was lamb (lam’) chops
d+mn, fam’ stop
i’ve been a threat
n+gga, you gettin’ bodied and the battle ain’t even finished yet
everybody online like, “swamp gettin’ k!lled” and you ain’t feelin’ that
i’ll take you outside and really peel ya cap
now you can be the same n+gga in real life as you is on the internet
n+gga let’s get into that
how you gon’ act paige?
huh?
i bet if i give you a 100 shots everybody witchu gon’ act strange
after they see how many holes (hoes) on this b+tch, ain’t n0body gon’ want back paige (back page)
i’ll slap paige, into a coma, crack his side
y’all will see the rib bend (ribbon) on paige (page) like it’s a diploma
b+tch you a goner
smack, move to the side, just a little bit
well, at least try to
cause after this shot i guarantee swamp land by you (bayou)
don’t lie fool
i’ll f+ck you up and you know it n+gga
you ain’t gotta say the truth
i’ll beat yo’ ass, knock you out and keep stompin’ on swamp ’til these dolce’s turn into gator boots
n+gga, i will hog tie you, throw you in the back of the whip
that’s a carolina n+gga in the trunk like rae carruth
did you catch that?
i go for blood once the check is paid
n+gga you better get yo’ beneficiary in order
cause this will be your death, paige (page)
the tec spray
i will k!ll you, truth, dg, chaos, all them n+ggas gon’ die when i squeeze triggers
just sayin’, i got a box big enough to pack 12 (pac+12) of you s.c. (usc) n+ggas
man, i shot n+ggas and sold dope, when i was a kid there was nothin’ cooler
my basketball coach was tryin’ to figure out how i was known for bricks but yet and still they consider me a shooter
{smack calls time}

[round 2: swamp]

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