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[Intro: Poppa Don] Ok, I'm sayin' man They sayin', Pop, man, they They sayin' that you singin' too much, man They sayin' man, that, you know They don't think you got the rapping skill no more Man, you can't hold it down on the streets Man, you too much, focused on the ladies Nah, God, I've been rappin', I just took a little break, man You know, everybody's rappin' now, knowhatimsayin' I'm mean, damn, huh? [Poppa Don] You got a lotta rappers, but how many rappers is ill How many rappers you know in platinum and touched the mill How many rappers you know that's nice, without a deal How many rappers pumpin' the things, that I can't feel How many rappers up in that Source, with 5 mics How many rappers you know that's rhymin', sound a like How many rappes is kickin' rhymes, they didn't write Talkin' that thug shit, and really can't fight How many rappers that wanna step to me, and get ate up Many rappers I done battled, made 'em all shut up Ooh, I'm not the best, I'm one of the best Get it off your chest, don't hold your breathe I'mma be that nigga, to show niggas in hip hop Who's hot and whose not, and one of the best is Pac Ooh, I'm not the best, I'm on the best [Interlude: Poppa Don] And they sayin' that... you ain't ill, nigga I can't see that, what you did to me, man That shit got me fucked up, knowhatimsayin? I'm like, shit, this nigga's the hottest nigga in the game, right now I'm the man [Poppa Don] You got a lot rappers, then you get out the game quick Talkin' that same shit, that lame shit, like We give a fuck about your chains, and your whips And your rollie, and how icey your shit is Nigga, talk about that, pain that it really is That's for my niggas locked up, my thugs on the block With the Glocks up, wanna hear That shit you talkin', was played out last year You fuckin' clown, cuz of you Nigga that don't even rhyme, wanna rhyme now Get in the game and twist it around See what you did, I should kill you on th strength of Pac and Big Cuz them niggas loved and lived and died for this shit Hear you come, playin' with this, talkin' how you been rich You was never poor, never been through a struggle But never seen no bars, quit screamin' you're hardcore Or star like bar, somebody gon' fuck around and call your bluff Allow the gat, and me like "nigga what" [Outro: Poppa Don] You gon' be like... yo yo, hold up man All I'm sayin' is, I was just gettin' jigged Spittin' out blood, knowhatimean Man talkin' about, this nigga don't spit What the fuck is wrong with you? What the fuck He speakin' a different fuckin' language? These niggas is not listenin' man, pay attention What the fuck, and ooh, and ohh Oh shout out to my nigga 50 For hollerin' at your boy, yeah That oooh... haha, yeah, real talk, nigga
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