your house of representatives i lay down when clashing pulverizing player haters this is my passion chopping competition like a lawn mower when thrashing my weapons laying niggas flat like od s of aspirin murder bitches in the bed strapped up with magnum semen is the weapon and i cock aim and blast them after pussy pleasure like a zip lock i trash them dispose of my affection when another nigga stab them down for the cause seeing triple bitches fall headbussaz getting mauled who the fuck you gonna call no apologies can t demolish me this atrocity predicted by nostradamous and classical astrology devils go to hell murdered dead in atl i m the prick you built your church on no way you will prevail the beam from the tone guillotine niggas domes should ve calculated game no running when it s on you boys wanna get it on that ll work it ain t no love being shown that ll work cause we ll jack you for your stones that you worth and when we get to cracking domes that ll work lemme hit that weed that ll work nigga hit that drank that ll work nigga move them seeds that ll work take them out that dank that ll work come ride with me that ll work high side with me that ll work get high with me that ll work smoke tai with me that ll work another bitch i murder blow away lord sniff a mous that moving script montana bitch was never dangerous niggas get fedi and i m ready with machetes pull a drive by and ball off like mario andretti you diss on radio i come with street polluted tactics an automatic hot as acid when i pull and blast it your static left you dead where you stand fuck a casket a casualty nigga relaxing on his air mattress you hataz slower know a tech war is my profession do quiet niggas do more damage when they bring aggression i stayed in silency and thuggery and learned a lesson my smiff n wessen run the show in streets of armageddon another crazy bitch is braver dingy shit is smelling and over 6 bitches i split it over 50 melons after the heat my enemies repeat to be deceased how could you bitches be elite your strip in rip in pieces  a little static ain t a problem animalistic like a savage when i rob them wretches get blown out they shoes and we grown men millimeter chrome is the tool in the lion s den i slayed in pieces check this man i m glad as fuck i m gone whack rappers on posse songs fucking up my shine trying to let the truth be known everybody left the 6 and now they sick the click that i m with is the shit and we gone murder you i done showed hella love i done earned a million dubs i done blasted at your enemies and left them in the mud but you tried to cut my throat pulling out stuff to keep from broke bitches tried to keep my royalties to build and share coke you the nigga in the thong that you mentioned in the song talking in 3rd person about yourself you got it wrong ain t no refuge niggas cracking up like test tubes for the next move juicy j ll get his flesh blew huh you motherfuckers must ve not knew who you was messing with or something i guess they though t rock was gonna fall like a bitch but guess what nigga you ain t never fucked with a nigga like me and when you fuck with me i m at you t rock man what the fuck man uh damn man my little bitty arm and shit yea i know why that motherfucker so small cause you ve been sticking that motherfucker up juicy j ass you bunch of gay motherfuckers fuck three six nigga you can t fuck with a town thoroughbred college park area 51 terrorists nigga this is tbk on mine triple bitch killa so fuck a small arm ass nigga like you and fuck that gay ass nigga juicy j you the bitchiest nigga out the motherfuckers you weak ass bastards fuck you nigga go suck somebody else s dick cause i ain t with that shit