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carlo heat diss - nick swaggy lyrics

[intro]
where’s your ak at n-gga?
in yo’ mouth. b-tch!
[verse]
carlo heat man where am i gonna’ start
i’m about to spit some fire, you can’t even start a spark
my sh-ts h-lla sweet, your sh-ts just a little tart
talk sh-t one more time i’ll put a bullet through your heart
do i have to paint this picture out like some sort of art?
do i have to make a chart?
man where you get your clothes at f-ckin’ k-mart
you disgrace all music
you shouldn’t be a rapper unless the f-ckin’ shoe fits
what the f-ck you gonna’ do b-tch? (haha)
carlo heat, more like carlo cold
challenge me man you know that’s f-ckin’ bold
got my watch on 24 karat gold
everyone knows nick swaggy is in control
every song that i’ve dropped, i done f-ckin sold
i’m the best rapper in the game now that’s what i’ve been told
listen up, i speak the truth when i spit
i know i made you mad, but you don’t have to throw a fit
you’re such a f-ckin’ p-ssy, you’re a little piece of sh-t
all you do is sit at home playin’ 2k and suckin’ d-ck
all you do is tweet about some stupid -ss lyrics
you say you got bars. where they at? i have yet to hear it
bout to drop a bomb. watch out don’t come near it
my rap game is so strong, yeah you better f-ckin’ fear it
and you also tweet about how bad you want to get laid
man cut that sh-t out you are so f-ckin’ g-y
don’t try to come at me, i’ll beat your -ss any day
and there is one thing that i have to f-ckin’ say
who the f-ck flunks out of motherf-ckin’ eighth grade?
i don’t know what you’re doin’ but you better gain some knowledge
at this rate you’re never gonna’ make it into college
my boy jay was right better go back to sixth grade english
ain’t n0body wants to f-ck you because you have a little p-n-s
let me rap like you real quick, tell me how i sound
n-gga lets go smoke a pound
n-gga you a’int even down
n-gga you a’int f-ckin’ black
stop using n-gga when you rap
your sh-t is h-lla wack
i’m a take out my gat
i’ll unload on your -ss
yeah i’ll f-ckin’ attack
you better watch your f-ckin’ back
i’ll shoot off your little d-ck then your f-ckin’ ball sack
and stop acting like your hard you f-ggot -ss r-t-rd
you’re a f-ckin’ chola, go get your f-ckin’ green card
yeah, i’m the boss and we’re going to do this my way
let me speak your language. puto madre!
you’re stupid as f-ck why would you call yourself ugly
i don’t have to do it for you so i guess it’s quite lovely
but anyway it’s a murder scene. it’s h-lla f-ckin’ bl–dy

[outro]
and while i’m here. f-ck vegas high school. f-ck emerswag. f-ck basic high school, those f-ggots always talk sh-t but won’t ever do sh-t. and f-ck jay martz the f-ckin’ red headed critter

- nick swaggy lyrics

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