THROW IT RARE, PT. 4 E

Step up, get fucked up, 'cause this ain't nothin' To fuck with. Niggas, bitches. Yeah. I thought you was fuck with Rap game is Fake, don't live what they say Money don't thang How much can it take? Rap game is fake, don't live what they say Money mean no thang how much can it take? Most these niggas, they some real bitches Get caught Up in time, that number three stitches That's real Spit, you don't like it? Deal with it I ain't never been fraud, Always been a real nigga Now everybody, They got balls, everybody, they got bricks These Niggas fake and fold in real life, These niggas ain't got shit The fuck you mean, These niggas ain't that real, fuck a blunt, Niggas lyin' like a damn opp These niggas takin' Pictures up in they mama's spot, nigga, everybody Got your pink on Cash it, I'm down with That, these fuck niggas want bread Put on a Song, they blow it on loud packs, far from The truth Nigga, live in lies, ain't nothin' but Words, they counterfeit You a joke, you just broke, Spendin' B. O. money when you around The biz Got A nine-to-five, they trappin' hard what the fuck the Game came to? These niggas fake as hell, That's real shit, that's somethin' these fuck niggas Can't do Nigga diss me and I'm shootin' first, No warnin', sayin', "The fuck rap be" So I'm Pullin' up with them damn fools, nigga, On sight with strap shit, no lack I remember When a rapper was a cold killer I remember When a rapper was a cold killer Now all These pussy rappers, they some ho niggas Now all These pussy rappers, they some ho niggas Rap