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[Ice Berg]
I'm good
I'm feeling like I ain't needing no one
This bitch so mediocre
If it ain't legit, I ain't listenin
They gon know me a donor
I aims it bitch, He keep on playing
Then I'mma have to show em
I'm made for this, I go the spraying
I know that whip gon show up
Thats when I bust a couple more rounds
That bitch gon blow up
300 shots, I swear to Gawd
That bitch might just look over!
Berg dumping, they running
That choppa humming
I'm coming
Bystanders ducking
Slugs eat em like they lunches
My goons leave em like its nothing
Niggas still ain't bout that slum shit
Hey you ain't know?
Berg famous! You dumb bitch!
I'm in love with that clap and that drum kit
One time for PSU, them niggas on that dumb shit
In the Beams and the Subs, 100 deep is one click
Them G's and them thugs over here, but if you dont fit
Plus the bad bitches
Black flag, black fitted
I fuck grills up, just call me a bad dentist
I fuck cribs up, Ice Berg a homewrecker
Fuck your boyfriend lil mama. I got my own cheddar
I dont give a fuck if its cold!
Use your own sweater
Baby I'm a pimp
If you dont like it, find your old nigga
I'm a cold nigga
If you tryna blow, I blow nigga
I'm a pro, I'm recording on dro nigga
I pay for so many murders, that I owe niggas
We let em talk on Myspace, then we expose niggas
Windows tented, this stick fold bitches
We dont get along like Juicy and my old bitches
I've been snapping for a minute
If you want me, come and get it
My shirt poked out, like my waist got titties
I don't chase bad henny
I just take pennies
Nickels, dimes, quarters, it dont matter
I'mma make plenty
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