[Jamie Foxx]
And all you niggas with the old crazy ass name, MC Murder and DJ Kill-A-Lot and DJ Stank-finger and all that shit. Hey, hey, fuck all of those silly ass, rumpelstiltskin ass shit. I'm tired of all you suck ass niggas with the bally, with the bally memberships working out and thinking that, you know, if I get a six-pack, that's gon sell more albums. You ain't nice. You just fucking around. You fucking up the whole game. I'm tired of you cookie cutter ass kerchief wearing. I seen a nigga with a kerchief and doing crunches. Just cause you got your drawers hanging out your ass don't mean you a muthafuckin MC. I'ma hit you with the new jack shitty shit. I'ma hit you with Pookie, look at your funky black ass. I'm on the run G. Yes, nigga. G Money knows something. Sons of bitches
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