Ha ha!
Man,
these old internet gangsters is a trip,
man!
He's motherfuckin' makin' tapes, man!
He's a transphobe right up the rear, Jack!
Why you upset, Rizzner?
I can't believe it!
Boy, you know you a beautiful breeze!
Check it out!
I wish a wood's foot try to run up on me!
Rat, try to come up on me!
You say you gon' take my pen and which one?
Got a silver and a red,
Bust his spleen and your liver! I'll pay a mother to try me!
Motherfuckin' off! Say to King I'm underboss!
I'ma come to your hood and both of my business,
And I lack and I'm fat,
I'm bringin' fifth ward with me!
I know your number and your address,
too! I know your son and your fat,
fat,
too!
You on the run like a fat snitch,
dude! You can ride with that,
you a red,
red,
too!
I knew DJ screwed a sock side with me! Knew the real fat,
fat,
Hawk and Don Kiki!
I know Kondi,
Cat,
and that boy,
Dope E! Get with,
get with gangstas,
yep,
yep,
yep,
still a trip!
You think I'm ridin' for fame,
that ain't,
that ain't the case!
I'm ridin' cause you said the whole rapper life's fake!
So King J. Prince must be fake,
too! Talkin' strong as you,
too!
Throw your brains on the rules! On the rules!
Try to, try to fire a seal when we punch it up!
Tone on everybody, did you send us PC'd up?
I did foreign population,
I'm a man,
you a,
get a ho,
be a ho,
snitch and eat my,
eat my,
eat my,
eat my, eat my, eat my, eat my!
Yeah,
it's hootin' and we ain't sayin' name,
cause you like to take niggas to cold and sewer,
nigga!
You trans, you're right! Why?
What kind of, kind of, kind of, kind of,
plain to be a red,
red,
and call a laws,
laws,
laws,
for what?
Cause I thought you was a gangsta,
gangsta,
gangsta!
Why you hidin'?
Hey, man, I'm on West Time, boy!
West Time,
and some foreign,
two hundred thousand,
two hundred on my checks!
Seventy-five on my wrist! It ain't all about these diamonds and this,
rappers!
Straight down on the wrist!
Hold up! Hold up!
Check one, two, one, two, dude!
Hey,
Jack, you know what I'm talkin' about?
Yeah!
Pimp C of UDK,
you know what I'm talkin' about?
Yeah!
And, hey,
buy you somethin'! You know what I'm talkin' about?
Hey, man, I'm the underboss,
you know what I'm talkin' about?
All you old,
lyin' about that dope,
eat my entire,
you know what I'm talkin' about?
All you old,
talkin' that,
runnin' up on my little pot,
now,
talkin' about you ain't gonna play no more UDK!
You better come where you at,
and boy,
I promise,
if you don't get to playin' some UDK,
it's gonna be hard to breathe around here,
and it's gonna be bad for your hair!
Hey, man, you know what?
I'm blowin' up my telephone,
man,
you know,
but,
hey,
man,
everybody gots phones, but all day,
like my partner, Pimp C, said,
Pimp C,
not Pimp C,
Pimp C, my partner, my pimp partner,
he said that, you know,
be talkin' about absolutely
nothin' all day, so,
I'm tryin' to fill up my voicemail, but
we don't check voicemail
messages anyway.
Hey, man, textin' me, James,
where'd you at?
Beep, beep, beep, beep, money
on my beeper.
Hey,
man,
all these old funk,
tryin' to steal the niggas,
the old pink booty,
yeah,
pink booty,
you know what I'm talkin' about?
Hey, I think they some snow bunnies,
you know what I'm talkin' about?
They lookin' funny, old, long dags, yeah,
you could never have a silly rabbit,
tricks are for kids,
yeah, you know, I'm down with Eddie Rabbit,
Lee Skeet, you know what I'm sayin'?
Aids, goin' down, man, gettin' paid round this,
you know what I'm talkin' about?
Aids, man, B-Lo, Bites,
you don't know nothin' about it,
I skin pretty,
oh,
talkin' about my criminal record,
don't compare to his.
New Flash!
If you went to jail,
you lost and you got caught,
so you must be a dumb,
ridin' a short,
butt, fat, snit.