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urltv - rum nitty vs. c3 lyrics

[round 1: rum nitty]
straight out the gate
i’ma beat a b+tch like a dog race
break a broad face
i torture lames
i really find joy in pain (‘joy & pain’) like rob base
shoot every angle of ya crib up in broad day
we sticked up, if i emptied out this mac see (maxi) pad gettin’ hit up…from all ways (always)
you not safe, you b+tches think you runnin’ the scene
well it’s y’all who i be lookin’ fo’ wit’ a chrome under the seat
ask ’bout me
you gon’ have webb searchin’ for you ’til i end up in the bing
get the f+ck out the ring
you better think fast, or get beat bad
all i see is death (def) on 3 like a cell phone keypad
she mad
if you don’t want this to be the baddest look
then stay at home ma…you have to cook
first babs get shook, then gat is (gattas) hooked
i even keep somethin’ with me for luck, like a rabbit foot
but look, you ain’t have to pay this big b+tch no cash for me
she not it, all the shots that c error missed (sierra mist)
put her on caffeine free, keep the heat
load the cal’
stomach shot, pierce a vital organ, blood get to flowin’ now
she won’t make it home her (homer) fluid leakin’ outta c (odyssey), and she gon’ pour ’em (poem) out
it’s goin’ down
put a round in a target
i’ll pistol whip a hoe across the mouth just for talkin’
awful, pull a mac and hit you wit’ the bottom b+tch
you be down for the longest
to be honest, i’m one of the best that did it
i done took two battles in one day befo’, i really put effort in it
first it was drugz, then it was ll, c (llc), i really took care of business
stretch you b+tches
wesson grippin’
this sh+t’ll sound off when it’s on like a tesla engine
ya death get witnessed
i’m set to k!ll
weapon peeled
tool on, smith & wesson and it’s two toned like pleasantville
what’s the deal?
i ain’t playin’ witchu b+tches
they done put you in the jungle ’round the apes and gorillas
this dyk+ b+tch think she can bang out wit’ some n+ggas
but you still gotta sit down and pee, c, (npc) it prove you ain’t safe around the k!lla
they sent the hitter to do the job
watch me slide up, i keep a gun
and to make sure a deed is (adidas) done, i get 3 lined up
enoughs enough
cause you be doin’ the most fo’ sho’
a n+gga come out here and say somethin’ ’bout yo’ ass, you’ll say “pause”
slow ya roll
cause we don’t identify a boy in c (buoyancy), i don’t care what floats ya boat
loc the goat
i’m that n+gga, my pen game tough
and i can switch it up like jack thriller
mac gripper, the heat blew
if she catch one from the pump, c (see) through
glass slipper, i jack b+tches
run up in yo’ house packin’ a pole
like, “where that money at? i’m finna get you for that stash that you hold”
she trippin’, can’t remember the code to the safe, so i rocked her in her face
b+tch you better act like you know!
this my sh+t, it’s f+ckin’ over, i’m ’bout to up and smoke her
smack don’t even send two hennys to the stage no mo’, rum took over
b+tch!
and you can’t keep it real yourself
i’m raisin’ two black queens so i’m not gonna rap about how you tried to k!ll yoself
cause i’d rather see you build yourself
on the set

[round 1: c3]

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