Best Rapper in the Fuckin World

[Intro] Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah Play that back, uh Let me hear that, uh Ba-da-da, uh, uh Ba-da, uh What, what, what Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah [Verse] Rocket two by night, uh Keep a hammer and a two-two Shoot a nigga with that uh-huh Lil' bitch think I’m cool cool Freaky like Adina Sing songs like Alina Wet like Aquafina, legs slippery light like Gina’s This my baby momma shit She like when I rhyme like this Baby like when talk like this but you still ride baby momma whip Pac when I get too real Pop then I got two deals Ant won't do it then Luke will And the gun jam and I shoot still Papa was a rolling stone, momma kicked me out and said, "Don't come back home" Trapped my lil' ass off in a back room with a thin mattress cover in the basement night Couldn't call my mother, had to get these packs off Get a Mercedes bike, settled for the Porsche, you know I kept it light I lost wait, hmm, uh, a lot of niggas to gunfight Long days, from LePearl days, and the metros, no bald fade In hallways, had to part ways, 'cause the streets had, my lil' mind made We killed most our enemies, had to kill my own too By fourteen or fifteen, a nigga was real live grown dude So don't talk to me or chat to me about your phone About your friends, about my post, about my man, Mac, yeah he gone And he did, what he did And we was young, damn near kids But it's cool and we cool And I love, he love me too, so give no fuck, what the fuck? You niggas care to fuckin' do I do not know, nor, do I follow I know one thing though, when you this hot, this dick get swallowed Soul gone, fucks not given this heart is hollow I wanna kill rappers, these bitch niggas is shallow La-la-la, la, la-la, la-da, mellow [Instrumental Outro]