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Halftime

DBSTan

65

Rap

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[Intro: Gak] Free bdp, free gak, free everybody man fuck this shit man fuck it [Verse 1: Gak] I'm out here gettin hoes but I'm nothing to a scholar I might be gettin bands but I can't afford to get some college I'm funny but I'm awkward Got a side chick and baby mama I'm monster It's often, I'm off with The chick you came in with Give two shits A rude bitch Gets no dick, I'm stupid I'm so slick, that's one k Not 2 k's I'm ballin, it's 2k Cops caught be with 2 k's That's kilo's A hero I'm zero If you add about a hunnid It's nothing I'm out here cougar hunting Something of a something I'm bluffing, too real Stunting, on two wheels Crip walking, blood nation The fuck am I sayin You hatin You looking something like a rapist It's Gucci it's prada No flip flops that's nada It's akwa it's wahta Hoes be calling me Big Poppa When it comes to this rapping, I'm MVP Cuz I got Jersey on my back like I'm playing for the team Permanent word smith Pass me a virgin I am not allergic She in the cut I'm licking her butt Not licking her but I am giving her bud I am the plug Love it or not I am a God Do not look down cuz I am above Hunnids of doves We in the dub Ballin like Munga Fuck spittin fire I spit that thunder Gak in this shit Back in this shit I'm ill and I'm spazzing Unlike these lames I don't need a grill to go platinum How could they fathom The whitest kid rappin The only one killing, any one after Only logical answer Man he must be cheatin, this is not fair How's he so good, how'd he get there I made the recipe Nobody next to me I do not cheat, I been accused Where dey at now, I'm buying shoes Lambo's and bitches and plenty of jewels My opponents don't prosper, they cannot move This rap game on lock, dub in control I live it, I love it, so fuck it let's go [Verse 2: BDP] OI GAK YOU FAGGOT CUUUUUNT [Verse 3: Leanzus] I eat the ho ass then count me some cash We doing it fast We do it like flash Got sum crazy ass whites that'll kill you on sight It's like an ar 16 when i spit a 16 My boys will kill anything from 6 ta 16 My girl a dick fiend I bring the fixing Gak do the mixing i do the spitting Run up on ya grams while she knitting Or ya wife on the toilet shitting Since birth we been sinning But look at the scoreboard still winning It's halftime gotta have mine Wine and dine bitch give einestine Run up on ya rob ya cryme time Got cash gotta incline mine We fuck fine dimes this the high times [Verse 4: Unfk] Bullets speedin, no Cudi, aye Speedin bullet to the money, aye I'm on the race still runnin, aye You niggas hiding, I'm hunting, aye Hunt with the pistol, nigga let's do it Hide and hunt that's the new game If you wanna play it, you don't wanna play it Man I get the gun and I get to sprayin These niggas talkin my bitches wavin at me Hey, supportin me all the time You already know that they on my team Aye (breath) That bitch got a pussy that shit is a fountain but she must be racist that shit say colored people only and you know i ate it i ate it I had to go get it by day and by day They waiting and waiting on the day that I fall off That's never gone happen I gotta get back to the rapping Making these classics Making you niggas suffer from all of this savage shit That I be droppin you niggas can't handle it No you can't handle it 50 50 times for you niggas that's halftime For you little dumb niggas I on't even know If you get it Gun gone get ya, get ya Blast, split, shoot open Into halftime Body, you know how I get it Drop top, remy, henny On me, na drinking, remy, sippin remy aye Leaaaaanin You niggas must be dreamin Thinking that you with me yet Heh, you crazy !! I'm making these classics daily These niggas they know that they hate me These bitches they waiting on me Let's get it !! [Verse 5: Lucky] I thank God everyday that I'm alive Cuz I'd be dead or be in jail, testify For the environments I grew up in, I seen the truth I seen a lie nigga which one nigga fuck you You cannot question my religion Cause I am the boss But I ain't no ricky, but I ain't no ross But I ain't that truth But I ain't like Beanie But I ain't that ghost You couldn't even see me Bruh !! That double entendre Check it out Check it out like Will.I.Am boy check it out Question my ethnicity You gone break up like a cop back 50 g's I cop back, niggas stay for, they twist out They twist forward, get knocked out by a petty mouth Biggest shit, been biggest licks I don't lick up, you link up nigga bitch shit That biggie shit keep that A-20 Keep that A block but I know I keep goons with me But I keep it calm and I keep it thug man This is half time all them other niggas keep it thug I mean keep it cool, nigga keep it wise But keep the man, testify man stay alive Cuz u know they killin black men out here The fuck then is a half man nigga stay out here WHOO !!
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