I finally figured it out that haters` mouths is used for suckin`
Suckin`
You niggas paper weights
Y`all don`t wanna fuck with the great
Fakin` moves like you wantin somethin - get it straight
Cause one mistake`ll get this muthafucka aired out
You niggas better recognize this is Brad`s house
I put the mic down to give you other rappers a chance
But all you niggas wanna write about is dance
I tell another nigga `bout your mama
So I`ll be forced to bring you back the raw shit
The hardships of growin` up
Stuck in the hood
Broke as fuck, out to hustle
Facin life struggle
And havin` nightmares about gettin` big scrilla
And that`s the type of shit that turn these mama boys to killers
On the realer, it`s a nigga comin` back for the streets
Cause this bullshit I been hearin in the rap game is weak
You got these killas on your payroll
I`m doin it out of love
But if you cross me I`m fuckin` you up
I keep a ?????
I`m a nigga in destroyer mode
I squeeze it once you blow you out of your soul
Who`s the ??boss?? in this rap shit?
I let my opposition judge me
But if push came to shove they couldn`t budge me
Cause I`m ugly with styles identical to none
I`m tellin` you: Don`t fuck with me, nigga, I ain`t the one
I ain`t the one
These niggas better recognize the realest
Keep a loaded .45 inside for protection...
I`m a .45 packer, niggahoe subtractor
BLACKA BLACKA BLACKA
Nigga, back up!
I`m a bad actor
With no respect for the nigga haters
I kill a muthafucka stiff cause he`s a traitor
I ain`t a player
I got my stripes from these streets
I`m a killa
That`s probably why at night I can`t sleep
I strike a match and watch a muthafucka burn
That`s just treatment ??? you fuckin` worm
I`m the Don Corleone
Y`all niggas is phony
I put that on my mob and my goddamn homies
Recognize niggas who can`t be touched
If they can`t be seen
I`m a lost ?????
Undestroyable by human plagues
You got a strap? I got a strap too!
You fuck with me I have to clap you!
And now you stearin down the barrel of a gun
I told you: Don`t fuck with me, nigga, I ain`t the one
Chorus...
Wait -
This muthafucka got me bend, I gots to break
Before I shoot this muthafucka in his face
Cause niggas on the edge don`t wanna play right
So I`ma lay his ass down in broad daylight
Now what`s up, bitch, ????
?????, let me clear this muthafuckin corner
Mayhem unlike a nigga ever seen
???? in his face all in once gettin clean
I`m dashin in my undercover ??hoo-doo??
(Who you?)
You run un on me? I gots to shoot you!
And you know me
And ain`t shit changed but my zip code
Your ?????, I`m in a flipmode
A tip-top murderer
Comin` for you bullshitters
Squash you muthafuckin` niggas
I ain`t the one
Chorus...
Realest Niggas Down South, muthafuckas
Don`t get that shit twisted
Just them hoes
???
I-ight
?????
For all you fake muthafuckas who was talkin` `bout the first joint
Suck a nigga dick
Fake-ass ho`s
Know where started it
Know where started it
Know where started it
