Mef Vs Chef 2 (Album Version Explicit)

Letra de Mef Vs Chef 2 (Album Version Explicit)

Yo, blow my nose for me, man Word up, man Fuck themSpit in your mouth, piss on your bitch We them wrist getters, everything real 'bout this Duke, you fuckin' with them niggas that's splashed up Slave master's master, dumb move, blast your slut We want it all, livin' in Persia Burn something, Snow White rose, bulldog ershkamaYo, take that, drive that around the cornerYeah, shit on your crew, nigga, it's Wu Rap athletes, the trap sheet bigger than you If you ask me, the Cash Rule, nigga, eat that pussy, you cat food I sneeze on the track, get at you I'm sick in the head, I'm gettin' some head If she ain't 'bout gettin' some bread, don't get in this bedReal talk, mami, you gotta bounceWild like Indians, Al Capone-ians Not from Chicago, my gun named Margo It's only when we in beef, we humble in deep Might kill four-five niggas, die in my sleep I argue though, who the best, we hardly know I came through in the S, wash me, yoYo, yo, do that for me, go around that carNiggas, diggin' they nose and diggin' they ass When I got chips, can't none of y'all dig in my bag I pop shit, my killas is black, I got chicks that got chicks My real world, realer than rap I'm hot, bitch, material, Meth, beyond lyrical Wake up every morning, eat that Captain Crunch cerealThat's that shit right thereDick game super, grupa fish, Cris' Krug' lottos I'mma bring it back, one wish Fresh to death, I'm always, always Rae in the hallways Yeah, always stay Y'all rappers gon' feel my pain but the other way around When it's goin' down, I'm gon' rainThat's my chair, nigga, get the fuck out of itYo, fuck you, pay me, if Dirt Dog could see me now He'd probably say, "Fuck you, pay me" Blowin' smoke clouds, shit's crazy Doorag your dome, get wavy, rap ain't done shit for me lately It's ass backwards, this game trynna play me I bet this never happens to Jay-ZGet money, fuck them haters, real talkPay me, play me, weigh he, just the right measurement This may happen in a day, G I'mma keep it real, for real G's, niggas is lame Industry pussies, we can't feel these Regardless that I'm paid in flossy, rich in the mind I do this for the nine niggas who forced meY'all niggas is playin' me, man