lirik lagu jag - anti up
[verse 1: reign man]
we the f-ckin’ legion of doom
we the reason all these whack -ss rappers leaving the room
destined to be great
since i was deep in the womb
word to my mother these mother f-ckas that’s trash
gimmie the broom
jag what’s poppin’
i’m in my bag and i’m plottin’
i sat back and was watchin’
i came back like i’m boxin’
stick, move, dip, you see me jabbin’ and dodging
i beat a rapper to death
n-gga i ain’t rappin’ or bloggin’
this what it would sound like
if cocaine could talk
flammable, who ever knew that propane could walk
jeffery dahmer mindstate
that explain my thoughts
hit you harder than when a snitch say ya name in court
i appreciate the haters
thank em for they time
they hold me down like the sh-t
that’s on your ankle for a crime
i destroy rappers
break down rhymes
i f-ck up a suck mc
i hate y’all kind (hold up)
lyrical homicide when i’m spittin’
i was nice as mary j blige was still sniffin’
whoop ya -ss like, dad
i give you a real whippin’
when i’m done
quite sure that ya body gon’ feel different (look)
i pick on rappers that pick on rappers
my sh-t’ll make you n-gga wanna go and get they ratchet
me and my n-gga jag
bout to work mixtape magic
the fans stop playing your’s and forget they had it (i’m back)
better than ever, hungrier than i ever been
i break math hoffa big -ss down to the skeleton
how you gon’ ignore something
that’s the size of an elephant
you dumb but not enough to battle me
so you intelligent
f-ck all the talkin’ get at me n-gga
and if you gon’ diss me on twitter
then “at” me n-gga
you suppose to be gangsta? exactly n-gga
i hold it down
and i don’t need no one to back me n-gga
[verse 2: chubby jag]
uh, chubby
the boy flamin’ home this n-gga hot
realist n-gga livin’ i’m exactly what you n-ggas not
.40 to this n-gga top
.40 make a n-gga drop
crackhead slugs, hollowpoints get a n-gga rock
chubby, we on a n-gga block for a n-gga spot
mobbin’, hail mary
shout out to that n-gga pac
see where i’m from we don’t fight
them n-ggas pop
addicted to my long nose
you could see a n-gga snot
don’t talk about rappers
i’ll dismantle one
pop people homie, shot eagles before i could handle one
chubby, flow outta’ this world
they got a channel son
wrist game cold
kick game like daniel-son
i tell the n-gga’ f-ck the rest
i’m the best snapping
i’m on a jet, jet lagging n-gga neck flashing
vet trapping, steal mine, n-gga tech clapping
bullets like cam newton
shooting like rex chapman
chubby, flow crazy n-ggas flipping out
me and reign cheffin’
just look at what n-ggas dishin’ out
get a beater whip a n-ggas tripping
pull the smith and out
barrel to the n-gga lips
i let the heater kiss his mouth
and that mean you gone be stuck boy, f-ck boy
no 5-0 i know the game like young buck boy
and every since i put it down
i been up boy
let you n-ggas have a lil run
i had enough boy
i’m turned up home
drunk in a wine world
i used to dream about mad cash and a fine girl
now i got my hustle up and every day i double up
for real i got a b-tch on both sides like sean krill
fresh to death
n-gga closet should be in the tune
everybody scared
n-ggas quiet when we in the room
i’ll start a riot homes
just give me a reason to boom
me and reign reignin’ on you n-ggas
it’s legion of doom
chubby
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