| Uh, you acting like you going to war
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| Beef with A is like going in raw
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| And I’m infected, there’s really no cure
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| I’m surprised you even breathing at all
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| Warlords, warlocks, wardrobe, war clothes
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| See me on my block making more BIGs and more Pacs
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| I like the 4 tops, not the group, but the truth
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| 4 supermodels and they all rock
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| I’m waiting for the door knock
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| I got more red apples than the Microsoft store got
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| Tree for teeths, we berri and you’re not
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| Acting like you want a war, you wanna call cops
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| Stop frontin', you want niggas to notice you
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| But I can’t see, like unfocused do
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| Checkmate is only is only evident
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| Not only I’m the founder, I’m the president
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| The owner, you’re the resident
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| I’ll have 'em make a toast of you
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| And at the service they hold for you, I’ll even approach your boo
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| I bag the hostress too
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| She wanna be berri, it’s only right I coach her through
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| Make love not war, but you’re probably scared of females
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| So you hide behind your e-mails
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| Type, cause you never say the right shit
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| On the mic you get no light, you work the nightshift
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| I’m bi-coastal with this
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| Y’all little niggas is local and shit
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| Fuck a warning this is shot, watcha not
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| This the cop on different blocks, that’s trash and this is not
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| You acting like you going to war
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| And you acting like you going on tour
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| And my rap is like going in raw
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| Ain’t nothing new nigga, told you before, so |