[Verse 128: Young Buck]
Had to tint up the Rolls, you don't know me (It's Buck!)
Bulletproof up the coupe, can't out-pole me (Harlem!)
Bitch, I'm still in the loop without a Rollie (Yeah)
I shoot who the fuck I wanna shoot, can't control me (Nah)
I gave away what you sold me to the homies (Hahahaha)
I didn't do nothing that you told me, hoe, I'm hardheaded (Facts)
Come back through and get your car wetted (Get your car wetted)
And don't try to retaliate after that, that's when you all get it
[Verse 129: 88 Lo]
Got your bitch in the back of the whip, bangin' her throat out (Yeah)
You shouldn't be throwin' them stones, you in a glass house (Huh?)
Speakin' of glass, thеm jewels cost a quarter milli'
I see y'all niggas on thе 'Gram, y'all be lookin' silly (Hey)
You posin' with this, posin' with that
When the feds kick in your door, you wanna take it all back
When you get locked up with your crew, you ain't claimin' all that
Cooperatin' with the boys, now you labeled a rat (Yes)
[Verse 130: Smooth B]
Now I could drop a seed, add water, watch it expand for you
I can explain it but I can't understand for you
Be a good man and extend out my hand to you
Do you one better, I'ma start a new plan for you
Rikki-Tikki-Tavi, you dry like the Mojave
Duo or solo, I go BOLO like Kemosabe
That Bronx nigga born with this shit, it's not a hobby
In the '80's, I was that kid sellin' coke in your building lobby
[Verse 131: King Malachi]
I be on that get money, stay hungry hustle
Y'all be on that wish tummy, rib bumpy struggle
Try me in the whip with a spaceship shuttle
Broke niggas, take your bitch, wanna blow me like a bubble
I'm bad trouble, like a crisis in my duffle
Bag scuffle, punchin' in, workin' double
Make you mad I love to, magic ball and I'm a Muggle
High key, getting rich, staying low like a smuggle
[Verse 132: Master Rob]
Master Rob!
When you're real, it'll reveal, real G's never squeal
Here's the deal, if you're for real, hustle hard for the meal
Stash your bread in a box, eat the tail of an ox
Never stash the loud or the white up your socks
Listen, if you want, Vanilla Dutch and light a blunt
Keep shorty by your side so she can ride and you can stunt
Keep it clean, I like the floss, I like the cake, I like the frost
I'm lit, I got the fire, ask around, they say "Of course"
[Verse 133: Vita]
I cook these bitches like beef on the grill
Kay sent the beat and said "Vita, kill, kill"
Dressed in all black, I'm back with a shottie
It's murder (Murder), I'm the only bitch with a body
Spin the block, let it pop in my audition
Talk to the cops, catch your drop, now your jaw missin'
All you kittens up against this hellcat
I've been dealin' with you devils, I know where the Hell at
Kay Slay!
[Verse 134: Merkules]
The flow is hard as nails, a kid who came from Garbage Pails
I'm comin' for your bills when on board and I don't mean charting sales
Chip on my shoulder, each line colder than bars in jail
I've been winnin' so long they waitin' on the part I fail
I'm eatin' rappers for the dopamine rush
God body, when I pull up, keep your rosaries tucked
Tell your hoe keep it hush, a surgeon way I go in her guts
Yeah, everybody is a somebody but nobody's us
Look!
[Verse 135: Nytro]
Rolling 200 deep, that's 200 MC's on the beat
Don't you get it? That's 200 MC's a nigga 'bout to beat
I show reverence to my legends but this the return of the Heavens
Bow down when you hear me rhyme, you got a god in your presence
Sheep sign deals while shepherds build leverage
Me sell my soul to who? Nigga, not never
With these verses, I'm the worst player, niggas know why
'Cause I'm whack but when I rap I don't play, not one time
[Verse 136: Iron Sheikh]
The world tour with Midnight Marauders and such
Titanium Tesla, bulletproof palm in the clutch
Everybody thinkin' they tough but who darker than us?
The shark in the truck'll have your moms parked on a bus
Pity the outcome, whole city energy Malcolm
Infinity bouncin', all grey Millennium Falcon
They don't want to see me floss
Plead the cost, the pump will turn your TV off
[Verse 137: Bishop Lamont]
Nigga, we ain't friends, put your ends up in my PayPal (PayPal)
I don't rap for free, pay the fee then I'll put my verse down
Rappers study beef, I only beef if it's a cash cow
It's my money and I want my fuckin' money right now (Now)
Like J.G. Wentworth, you got a problem with that?
Then take this big black dick, say "Ah" and insert (Ahh)
My nigga, I just do like a real nigga is supposed to (Supposed to)
Handle all my business, add more dollars, commas, and sauce
[Verse 138: Capitalist]
Need an education on how to bring bucks in? (Uh)
I been listenin' to TED talks since Ruxpin (Woo)
Lookin' for organization, I got my ducks in (What, man)
On top of that, I got my hands in production
You cats ain't got enough lives to be curious (Uh-uh)
My name's in lights 'cause the journey's been securitous
I've got the kind of talent can't be taught
I'm the valedictorian of the school of thought (Woo!)
Capital!
[Verse 139: Jade Diamonds]
Bet you'll regret it (Uh-huh), I'm Mr. Energetic (Uh-huh)
I knock a pussy out like anesthetic (Baow)
When I start to snap
Peep my vernacular (Uh-huh), nothing but spectacular (Uh-huh)
Who's attackin' ya? (What?) Bite on that ass like Dracula (Oh shit!)
The illustrator, die hard like a Bruce Willis figure (Clap 'em)
With caps I'll fill this nigga
You like Saddam, black (Brooklyn), you gettin' bombed, can't bomb back
Pushin' out your lip, you gettin' blown off the map, J. Di'
[Verse 140: Sparky D]
I brought sand to the box you're playin' in
I brought the cords to the mic you're spittin' in
I brought the words to this contract y'all gettin' in
I brought this timin' to this beat so I'm sayin' when
This is my last eight, pass the plate, got kids to pass the great
Not speedin' 'cause I'm late, changin' lanes to pass the fake
I'm not changed or deranged since my house of pain
I'm insane in the membrane!
[Verse 141: Fredro Starr]
Niggas want gun bars? I'm spittin' in the booth with two Glocks
Fredro born the same year as Tupac
We shut 'em down, shut 'em down with Big Pun
Got big guns, niggas got joints with Biggie
Shut 'Em Down with DMX, React with 50
The two illest niggas on the track, me and Sticky
Onyx came in the game with the Master Jay
And we still killin' rappers for my nigga Kay Slay
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