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bigg k vs. ah di boom - rare breed entertainment lyrics

[round 1: bigg k]
david green…free at last
what? you was locked up five years? i should beat yo’ ass
i don’t give a f*ck about jail, i know he’s sellin’ dreams
you only did five, your co*d got 17
i know what that mean, it’s stated so specific
i’ve been back and forth so many times i got motion sickness
this ain’t no f*ckin’ welcome home, i’ma expose ya business
and make it well known how you snitched on ya co*defendents
the fake ain’t rockin’ anymore, i’m gettin’ so explicit
karma knockin’ at ya door like jehovah’s witness
i’m not sayin’ it’s the truth, i know you did it
would you like to see the proof? i can go and get it

{bigg k gets the paperwork}
all that d*ck еatin’ y’all be doin’ every f*ckin’ battlе. that gangsta sh*t. i’m sick of that sh*t. every f*cking battle. every f*cking battle y’all talkin’ this gangsta sh*t. look. look. look. look. look. look. look. let’s go. look. look. look. see…look, look, look, look

curious about ya case i had my lawyer look it up
found out you was a snake and ya boy is shook as f*ck
before y’all say i made this up or claim it’s just an imitation
realize that court records in this nation…all public information
you can find this on westlaw.com and justia.com, dude dirty
type in “david green” “2011” “milville, new jersey”
now for those in attendance, as i proceed to rap a round
i want everybody to have a copy, so take one and pass it down
can we do that?
{bigg k starts passing the documents to people in the crowd}

now what everybody in here has their fingertips on
is the motion to appeal from the g he snitched on
it’s a bit long to read that thing through and time’s of the essence
so let’s say you go to page 2 and read this highlighted section
hold on, i’ma tell y’all what it say
it say “kidd and green both provided statements to investigators
green said he used a fake jamaican accent during the robberty to disguise his identity
he also said the defendent fired the gun in the house.”
at the very least you need to get punched in yo’ mouth
you’se a motherf*ckin’ rat, exactly what the word mean
your man got 17, the other got 13
but y’all think he hard cause he be rappin’ like he hurt things
he walked the pc yard and was the captain of the twerk team
i said, snitch boy, the word “loyal” never displayed
betrayed your brother when it’s turmoil, devilish ways
snitch boy, been stressin’ every day
you came home in ya 20’s with a head full of grey
snitch boy, ready to turn that any moment
surf let you hear a round you told the world that you wrote it
snitch boy, but new jersey a snitch haven
only thing you ever wrote for surf was his statement
snitch boy, this lil’ p*ssy a disgrace
how you walk outta bookings with some cookies and a cake?
snitch boy, i outta mush you in the face
you lookin’ like you wanna fight, b*tch you should’ve fought the case
snitch boy, i would’ve brought a 100 rounds through
nah, i’m lyin’, i’d never bring a gun around you
if y’all came to see a snitch rap, then you a f*ckin’ clown too
if y’all came for the getback, it’s a lot more comin’ round 2
now go ‘head spit all that fake ass gangsta sh*t you ’bout to say

[round 1: ah di boom]
alright bigg k…that was all first
you tried it dawg, word
i’m glad y’all got to read that sh*t he just created on microsoft word
i said, i was gone for five, still doin’ crime
came back to clock a n*gga
stop, watch
i’ma wind up still doin’ time
r.b.e. i’m kong
the king is f*ckin’ back
this battle don’t yell “time”, lord knows i had enough of that
atl what’s the deal?
i came home on parole but grab the weapon still (steel)
i got cheat cards, and you? ain’t gon’ pull all these (ah di’s)
my n*gga i did a stretch for real
i said i aim to k!ll
motherf*cker i seen death smile
screw on the silencer, the whistle will make a sound like a the intro on the x*files
whatchu did? 36 months in the box? who really tellin’?
yeah the crackers made me do the whole 50
they put me behind them bars, i just brung them b*tches home wit’ me
i flew all the way to atlanta to prove that motherf*cka you is not that nice
i’m not a fan of smith, hammers grip
my fans will blow ya sh*t back on stage on some dirty diana sh*t
n*gga k, on the periodic table, it means “potassium”
but he ain’t know it’s a lot in the banana clip
they said you was on the slope so i’m slidin’ wit’ the sticks
big ratchet, miscarriage, you dyin’ in this b*tch
you might as well say you dead if my eyes get to twitch
i got the call at 4:00 o’clock, you was pr*nounced dead at 4:01k, you gon’ retire after this
whatchu gon’ tell us?
how you upstate negotiating wit’ them coke shoppers?
you lied scrub
i know real iphone chargers; right plugs
b*tch i’m different, cause the motive is to stay focused and pay attention
and last time i took my hand off the pen, they threw me in it
boy them boys took the stand but sh*t, i ain’t forget the rules
they was offerin’ me 20, boy i was dancin’ for six; victor cruz
i took mine like a g even though that i had sh*t to lose
thank god that it was robbery
boy i could’ve been facin’ murder (murda), what it diddiddo?
the clip’ll shoot, in his roof
beyonce, jigga boo (jiggaboo)
long chop, and b*tch i pull it from the back like a wisdom tooth
i’m in the mood, but give me a few, i gotta spit wit’ tsu
aye surf, keep my f*ckin’ name off live boy i ain’t here to play witchu
i’ll expose ya f*ggot ass
go holler at a match maker and get a date for you
i’m capable
save yourself the embarrassment, that’s the way to do
talkin’ all them verbs ’bout backin’ out that iron
wait, “verb”, “backing out”, “iron”
i’m a.r.p., don’t make me sue (tsu)
but lil’ k, let me speak to you
remember when you battled verb in dallas, oh you was litty
then you told the mexicans in the crowd “shut the f*ck up”
then they yelled back, “see me after the event”
tell the people what you did
i was there, the whole event
oh but this n*gga still backstage long as sh*t
it’s crazy how we in tax season n*gga
you’se a b*tch and you was supposed to get it in wit’ john john but you ain’t scr*p wit’ son
air jordans, you just the first n*gga to jump off at the tongue
okay, nor*k
you got me in my bag, now look me in my eyes, b*tch i don’t play
long k, all range
semi screen, broad day
‘billy jean’, boy i will light up ya walk way
south jersey
round n*gga
[round 2: bigg k]

- rare breed entertainment lyrics

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