[talking]
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Hey Hump, how much you paid E.S.G.
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To get on the H.S.E. album mayn
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(I gave that nigga three full cookies, told him
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Get his ass away come back and get a fifty pack)
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Hey y'all, E.S.G.. snort cocaine ha-ha-ha
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[Hook]
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Sucka Free Records, we running this rap shit
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Humpty-Hump, we running this rap shit
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R-E double D, we running this rap shit
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Lil' Ron, we running this rap shit
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[Lil' Flip]
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The take over, yeah the break's over
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I'm the God of freestyle, bitch I'm from the Clover
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And I'm screwed up, did I make myself clear
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Now you got me pissed off, so I'ma end your career
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I don't care if you swang and bang, you still broke to me
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Remember Hump, use to let you snort dope for free
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Look you ain't on my level, cause you are lame
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You had to run from your gal, so you could do some caine
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You went from Perion, Black Heart to Wreckshop
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Now you got some tattoos, so you wanna be Pac
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You fell from top ten, to not mentioned at all
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Face it E, you will never have a plack on your wall
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You did Maan with Big Moe, then you left the label
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You ain't get shit, Big Moe got a Navigator
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Matter fact, you had the worst verse on the song
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But we all know, you ain't shit but a clone
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You ain't write Buy the Car, nigga I wrote that hook
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But I should of known that day, I couldn't find my notebook
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And you are, so laaaame
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Damn E.S.G.., tell the truth how long you been in this game
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You came out with Ocean of Funk, and Sailin' Da South
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Then you went to jail nigga, so you took a loss
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Then you returned, with the Living Dead
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But wasn't nobody feeling you, your career was dead
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[Hook]
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Big H.A.W.K., we running this rap shit
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Po-Yo, we running this rap shit
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T.J., we running this rap shit
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Big Moe, we running this rap shit
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3-2, we running this rap shit
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Slim Thug, we running this rap shit
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Scarface, we running this rap shit
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U.G.K., we running this rap shit
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[Lil' Flip]
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Now you rolling with Slim Thug, cause you done lost your buzz
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You ain't shit, so you don't get respect in clubs
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I took you to get your license, I paid your bills
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And don't you think right now, it's time to change your grill
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Don't nobody wear crushed, we wearing princess cuts
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And didn't you see the new Vibe, I bet that fucked you up
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Scarface said it all, in one paragraph
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Now who the Freestyle King, don't make me laugh
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Now tell your fans, how you stole raps out my books
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Tell your fans, Lil' Flip wrote all your hooks
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I'm spectacular, bite your neck like Dracula
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Nigga I wrote it, you ungrateful bastard
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And you are, so laaaame
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You almost thirty, and you still broke in this game
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You really from Bogalusa, but you claim you Texas
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Tell the truth, you ain't never drive a Lexus
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And you are, so laaaame
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You might sell more records, if you quit screaming mayn
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Your style been whack, so now it's time to retire
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I thought I made myself clear, to stop stealing my style
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And Lil' Flex, you ain't shit but a hoe
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Don't try to be Yungstar, get your own flow
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We all know, that Z-Ro go the hardest
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We Screwed Up Click, we gon shine regardless
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[Hook]
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Sucka Free Records, we running this rap shit
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Humpty-Hump, we running this rap shit
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R-E double D, we running this rap shit
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Lil' Ron, we running this rap shit
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[talking]
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You fake motherfucking rappers
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Yeah we run this rap shit, broke bitch
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No rapping ass motherfuckers, that's jealous
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Cause young niggaz got y'alls spots bitch
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Been another nigga play, Freestyle King forever hoe
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Sucka Free run this shit, fake motherfucker
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Yeah nigga, y'all thought I was gone bitch
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Remember this, don't give a fuck about Flex
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We don't give a fuck about E.S.G.
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Take a dick to your brain bitch, yeah CEO's for life
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Sucka Free run this shit, you old Flex
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You and that bitch Den Den, Den Den I thought
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You were a CEO bitch, you a CE-Hoe
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That's why we see your as at the Impact, broke bitch
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Takeover
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Lil' Flip |