Category : Songs

Sub Category : Rap

Mr. Paper maker that flow is Kobe from the Lakers I'm on 4 handles and some makers but I never front like a backyard I'm not a g only my dick is hard you fake go hard hard in the paint a lot of rabbits bragging about what they have in the bank everything they say I promise you they ain't I fell in love with hip-hop cuz of the tank No Limit Street Military Joseph McVey and death row you know down here we like our music slow you know down here we like her music slow but you're spitting maxi pads and I got that super flow welcome to Dallas it's a real here even presidents get killed here and I won't stop till I Crush. Jones and Wayne's career I will always come back like Jesus but no spear here no Romans no Romans in the triple D no stairs here Yankees come visit but steer clear steaks with just a slight sear here even with a cloudy head still brain Clear here rough in the Grove with kill here and we take a souvenir here nothing phony just Lone Star State and Shiner Bock beer here f*** Allen Iverson slick one is the answer on probation and join the transfer German but rep No Limit not a punsar no b**** in me I'm all mansur new rappers are disease called a cancer I hate a roach that the ones in the kitchen the ones that whine about being broke with no Mission or ambition on the realest n**** breathing and even if I never make it spitting after I drop the mic I'm never leaving this ain't no war in ain't even a battle similar to Aerosmith cuz the Dirty White Boy is back in the saddle