Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rap Guys, artist - Bizarre. Album song DJ Smokey Gray Presents Compilation Album Volume 9, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 04.05.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: No Money
Song language: English
Rap Guys |
This guy is crazy |
This guy is a weirdo |
Outsidaz, what you wanna do |
This is the gang I’m in |
Outsidaz, comin to you |
Lord have mercy for any rapper that showed up |
First it was Oklahoma now its your house I’m blowin up |
Cuz I’m quick to butt fuck yo moms |
And fuck a nine Bizarre’s shootin nuclear bombs |
Think about it before you diss me on a track |
I hang with niggas that just got out and ready to go back |
Bizarre making wack crews fold |
Me and Bill Clinton wanna bust in those on homeless 14 years old (she's young) |
Doin drive by’s in fuckin pink caddies |
Tie you up and beat you worse the LL Cool J’s daddy |
This is a crime that even Mc Gruff couldn’t solve |
Chew dog and its not you niggas is what leavin revolved |
You done fucked around and gotta get a fix |
Y’all niggas in trouble cuz I done fucked around and hit a six (rap guys) |
Who the fuck is y’all wack niggas ignoring |
Put me in a room full of murderers they be dead by the mornin |
Rap guys |
Listen to me, Listen to me, rap guys |
Diss Bizarre you die |
We can do this like men |
Or talk it we’re whit |
Or do it my way and drive by later on tonight |
Break in your house hang your sister by her shirt |
Bury her in the dirt, wait for you moms to get home from work |
Id a killed so many M. C's I can’t count the number |
Niggas writin me letters say «I know what you did last summer» |
One rapper tested me and though I was a punk |
And I ain’t seen his body since I threw it out of my trunk |
Fuck around and throw your ass in the lake |
And never be found like my high school prom date |
Bizarre’s too ill, shoot vein in my father’s vein |
And watch a nigga die like Sugar Hill |
I’m sicker than a transvestite gettin fucked by a paraplegic |
I say dumb shit when I’m weeded |
Your girl sucked me, bitch you better duck me |
Or fuck around end up roommates with Mike Hutley |
I be watchin shows from here to Chi town |
Tell your boys this his last day I’m shuttin this block down |
I’m the type a guy come to your stage show and boo you |
Tell you you can use my sample and two weeks later I’ll sue you |
Diss me on your stage show |
Diss my while you high |
But ain’t no guarantee you’ll make it out this bitch fuckin alive |
I got weed and drinks and some fuckin slut |
Fuck her in the butt, burn her back with hot cigarette butts |
Quick to throw the fuckin nine up |
My crew gets more dirty looks than Queen Latifa in a police line up |
Don’t wind up like your boy name Romer |
Have your parents wondering when your ass is comin out this coma |
Smell the aroma when my crew hits the stage |
Somebody stop this machine in a rage |
Fuck your girl disrespect her then I check her |
Bizarre 98 bitch federation records |
Fuck that! |