U little crying nigga, come outta n see me bleedz,my
hrt is bleeding 4u nigga ,i cant wait 2get 2u.i say i can see thse blink in ur eyez.
U knw d street talkz of naija,there s no peace talkz.i lay my back againt d fire ,waiting stil d sun burn out, imma come 2u or i kill evryone of urs which aint do u n dem good.u loser tryna cry ,im waitin 4 d shoot out ,i dnt care if im arrested .til u cant phyukin breathz again,its time u go 2church pleading  "Lord Jesus 2help me" i can see u bleedin in my phyukin gunz.
I can kil u, u can run crying out 4 ur papa.no 1 2b there 4 u.i shld define d definition of pain,nigga if u survive my automatic p., u can stil phyukin hurtz in ur bonez or u gone lay out in d street,so much blood in ya brain.
If u r dead i may let d world knw u kill d presido, i kill u then i can go 2 court. Let d D.A read dis lyric on naija rap battle.u r too yung 2undastand,a nigga like me neva cry,see u aint like me,i get my ridz in   hoodz,right now im in d dubz in dat smokerz section,we be poppin bottlez,afta d drunk its d shoot out ,i ll let ur ass come look 4 me wit ur little hand gun,u can fire at me til u run out,then u can duck 4 ur back up,
i sit reload my clipz then came right back 4u,then i can tear ur back up. r nw a dead punching bag,i phyuk ur punch line,u go againt me imma rap stil dawn,my music stil poppin in dat smokerz section wit miana and nyores..why u dey act like say u dey ur mind u no undastand,u dey hate i stil kill haterz, u dunno?. i shey u go get tried feeling my lyricz,make u no show 4 here again.see gbedu dey groove i 4don kill u there wit d bitch in u shit! 40 bars of death await u or u r shacklez in my muthaphyuking chainz!

U little crying nigga, come outta n see me bleedz,my
hrt is bleeding 4u nigga ,i cant wait 2get 2u.i say i can see thse blink in ur eyez.
U knw d street talkz of naija,there s no peace talkz.i lay my back againt d fire ,waiting stil d sun burn out, imma come 2u or i kill evryone of urs which aint do u n dem good.u loser tryna cry ,im waitin 4 d shoot out ,i dnt care if im arrested .til u cant phyukin breathz again,its time u go 2church pleading  "Lord Jesus 2help me" i can see u bleedin in my phyukin gunz.
I can kil u, u can run crying out 4 ur papa.no 1 2b there 4 u.i shld define d definition of pain,nigga if u survive my automatic p., u can stil phyukin hurtz in ur bonez or u gone lay out in d street,so much blood in ya brain.
If u r dead i may let d world knw u kill d presido, i kill u then i can go 2 court. Let d D.A read dis lyric on naija rap battle.u r too yung 2undastand,a nigga like me neva cry,see u aint like me,i get my ridz in   hoodz,right now im in d dubz in dat smokerz section,we be poppin bottlez,afta d drunk its d shoot out ,i ll let ur ass come look 4 me wit ur little hand gun,u can fire at me til u run out,then u can duck 4 ur back up,
i sit reload my clipz then came right back 4u,then i can tear ur back up. r nw a dead punching bag,i phyuk ur punch line,u go againt me imma rap stil dawn,my music stil poppin in dat smokerz section wit miana and nyores..why u dey act like say u dey ur mind u no undastand,u dey hate i stil kill haterz, u dunno?. i shey u go get tried feeling my lyricz,make u no show 4 here again.see gbedu dey groove i 4don kill u there wit d bitch in u shit! 40 bars of death await u or u r shacklez in my muthaphyuking chainz!

U little crying nigga, come outta n see me bleedz,my
hrt is bleeding 4u nigga ,i cant wait 2get 2u.i say i can see thse blink in ur eyez.
U knw d street talkz of naija,there s no peace talkz.i lay my back againt d fire ,waiting stil d sun burn out, imma come 2u or i kill evryone of urs which aint do u n dem good.u loser tryna cry ,im waitin 4 d shoot out ,i dnt care if im arrested .til u cant phyukin breathz again,its time u go 2church pleading  "Lord Jesus 2help me" i can see u bleedin in my phyukin gunz.
I can kil u, u can run crying out 4 ur papa.no 1 2b there 4 u.i shld define d definition of pain,nigga if u survive my automatic p., u can stil phyukin hurtz in ur bonez or u gone lay out in d street,so much blood in ya brain.
If u r dead i may let d world knw u kill d presido, i kill u then i can go 2 court. Let d D.A read dis lyric on naija rap battle.u r too yung 2undastand,a nigga like me neva cry,see u aint like me,i get my ridz in   hoodz,right now im in d dubz in dat smokerz section,we be poppin bottlez,afta d drunk its d shoot out ,i ll let ur ass come look 4 me wit ur little hand gun,u can fire at me til u run out,then u can duck 4 ur back up,
i sit reload my clipz then came right back 4u,then i can tear ur back up. r nw a dead punching bag,i phyuk ur punch line,u go againt me imma rap stil dawn,my music stil poppin in dat smokerz section wit miana and nyores..why u dey act like say u dey ur mind u no undastand,u dey hate i stil kill haterz, u dunno?. i shey u go get tried feeling my lyricz,make u no show 4 here again.see gbedu dey groove i 4don kill u there wit d bitch in u shit! 40 bars of death await u or u r shacklez in my muthaphyuking chainz!

U little crying nigga, come outta n see me bleedz,my
hrt is bleeding 4u nigga ,i cant wait 2get 2u.i say i can see thse blink in ur eyez.
U knw d street talkz of naija,there s no peace talkz.i lay my back againt d fire ,waiting stil d sun burn out, imma come 2u or i kill evryone of urs which aint do u n dem good.u loser tryna cry ,im waitin 4 d shoot out ,i dnt care if im arrested .til u cant phyukin breathz again,its time u go 2church pleading  "Lord Jesus 2help me" i can see u bleedin in my phyukin gunz.
I can kil u, u can run crying out 4 ur papa.no 1 2b there 4 u.i shld define d definition of pain,nigga if u survive my automatic p., u can stil phyukin hurtz in ur bonez or u gone lay out in d street,so much blood in ya brain.
If u r dead i may let d world knw u kill d presido, i kill u then i can go 2 court. Let d D.A read dis lyric on naija rap battle.u r too yung 2undastand,a nigga like me neva cry,see u aint like me,i get my ridz in   hoodz,right now im in d dubz in dat smokerz section,we be poppin bottlez,afta d drunk its d shoot out ,i ll let ur ass come look 4 me wit ur little hand gun,u can fire at me til u run out,then u can duck 4 ur back up,
i sit reload my clipz then came right back 4u,then i can tear ur back up. r nw a dead punching bag,i phyuk ur punch line,u go againt me imma rap stil dawn,my music stil poppin in dat smokerz section wit miana and nyores..why u dey act like say u dey ur mind u no undastand,u dey hate i stil kill haterz, u dunno?. i shey u go get tried feeling my lyricz,make u no show 4 here again.see gbedu dey groove i 4don kill u there wit d bitch in u shit! 40 bars of death await u or u r shacklez in my muthaphyuking chainz!

U little crying nigga, come outta n see me bleedz,my
hrt is bleeding 4u nigga ,i cant wait 2get 2u.i say i can see thse blink in ur eyez.
U knw d street talkz of naija,there s no peace talkz.i lay my back againt d fire ,waiting stil d sun burn out, imma come 2u or i kill evryone of urs which aint do u n dem good.u loser tryna cry ,im waitin 4 d shoot out ,i dnt care if im arrested .til u cant phyukin breathz again,its time u go 2church pleading  "Lord Jesus 2help me" i can see u bleedin in my phyukin gunz.
I can kil u, u can run crying out 4 ur papa.no 1 2b there 4 u.i shld define d definition of pain,nigga if u survive my automatic p., u can stil phyukin hurtz in ur bonez or u gone lay out in d street,so much blood in ya brain.
If u r dead i may let d world knw u kill d presido, i kill u then i can go 2 court. Let d D.A read dis lyric on naija rap battle.u r too yung 2undastand,a nigga like me neva cry,see u aint like me,i get my ridz in   hoodz,right now im in d dubz in dat smokerz section,we be poppin bottlez,afta d drunk its d shoot out ,i ll let ur ass come look 4 me wit ur little hand gun,u can fire at me til u run out,then u can duck 4 ur back up,
i sit reload my clipz then came right back 4u,then i can tear ur back up. r nw a dead punching bag,i phyuk ur punch line,u go againt me imma rap stil dawn,my music stil poppin in dat smokerz section wit miana and nyores..why u dey act like say u dey ur mind u no undastand,u dey hate i stil kill haterz, u dunno?. i shey u go get tried feeling my lyricz,make u no show 4 here again.see gbedu dey groove i 4don kill u there wit d bitch in u shit! 40 bars of death await u or u r shacklez in my muthaphyuking chainz!

U little crying nigga, come outta n see me bleedz,my
hrt is bleeding 4u nigga ,i cant wait 2get 2u.i say i can see thse blink in ur eyez.
U knw d street talkz of naija,there s no peace talkz.i lay my back againt d fire ,waiting stil d sun burn out, imma come 2u or i kill evryone of urs which aint do u n dem good.u loser tryna cry ,im waitin 4 d shoot out ,i dnt care if im arrested .til u cant phyukin breathz again,its time u go 2church pleading  "Lord Jesus 2help me" i can see u bleedin in my phyukin gunz.
I can kil u, u can run crying out 4 ur papa.no 1 2b there 4 u.i shld define d definition of pain,nigga if u survive my automatic p., u can stil phyukin hurtz in ur bonez or u gone lay out in d street,so much blood in ya brain.
If u r dead i may let d world knw u kill d presido, i kill u then i can go 2 court. Let d D.A read dis lyric on naija rap battle.u r too yung 2undastand,a nigga like me neva cry,see u aint like me,i get my ridz in   hoodz,right now im in d dubz in dat smokerz section,we be poppin bottlez,afta d drunk its d shoot out ,i ll let ur ass come look 4 me wit ur little hand gun,u can fire at me til u run out,then u can duck 4 ur back up,
i sit reload my clipz then came right back 4u,then i can tear ur back up. r nw a dead punching bag,i phyuk ur punch line,u go againt me imma rap stil dawn,my music stil poppin in dat smokerz section wit miana and nyores..why u dey act like say u dey ur mind u no undastand,u dey hate i stil kill haterz, u dunno?. i shey u go get tried feeling my lyricz,make u no show 4 here again.see gbedu dey groove i 4don kill u there wit d bitch in u shit! 40 bars of death await u or u r shacklez in my muthaphyuking chainz!

U little crying nigga, come outta n see me bleedz,my
hrt is bleeding 4u nigga ,i cant wait 2get 2u.i say i can see thse blink in ur eyez.
U knw d street talkz of naija,there s no peace talkz.i lay my back againt d fire ,waiting stil d sun burn out, imma come 2u or i kill evryone of urs which aint do u n dem good.u loser tryna cry ,im waitin 4 d shoot out ,i dnt care if im arrested .til u cant phyukin breathz again,its time u go 2church pleading  "Lord Jesus 2help me" i can see u bleedin in my phyukin gunz.
I can kil u, u can run crying out 4 ur papa.no 1 2b there 4 u.i shld define d definition of pain,nigga if u survive my automatic p., u can stil phyukin hurtz in ur bonez or u gone lay out in d street,so much blood in ya brain.
If u r dead i may let d world knw u kill d presido, i kill u then i can go 2 court. Let d D.A read dis lyric on naija rap battle.u r too yung 2undastand,a nigga like me neva cry,see u aint like me,i get my ridz in   hoodz,right now im in d dubz in dat smokerz section,we be poppin bottlez,afta d drunk its d shoot out ,i ll let ur ass come look 4 me wit ur little hand gun,u can fire at me til u run out,then u can duck 4 ur back up,
i sit reload my clipz then came right back 4u,then i can tear ur back up. r nw a dead punching bag,i phyuk ur punch line,u go againt me imma rap stil dawn,my music stil poppin in dat smokerz section wit miana and nyores..why u dey act like say u dey ur mind u no undastand,u dey hate i stil kill haterz, u dunno?. i shey u go get tried feeling my lyricz,make u no show 4 here again.see gbedu dey groove i 4don kill u there wit d bitch in u shit! 40 bars of death await u or u r shacklez in my muthaphyuking chainz!

U little crying nigga, come outta n see me bleedz,my
hrt is bleeding 4u nigga ,i cant wait 2get 2u.i say i can see thse blink in ur eyez.
U knw d street talkz of naija,there s no peace talkz.i lay my back againt d fire ,waiting stil d sun burn out, imma come 2u or i kill evryone of urs which aint do u n dem good.u loser tryna cry ,im waitin 4 d shoot out ,i dnt care if im arrested .til u cant phyukin breathz again,its time u go 2church pleading  "Lord Jesus 2help me" i can see u bleedin in my phyukin gunz.
I can kil u, u can run crying out 4 ur papa.no 1 2b there 4 u.i shld define d definition of pain,nigga if u survive my automatic p., u can stil phyukin hurtz in ur bonez or u gone lay out in d street,so much blood in ya brain.
If u r dead i may let d world knw u kill d presido, i kill u then i can go 2 court. Let d D.A read dis lyric on naija rap battle.u r too yung 2undastand,a nigga like me neva cry,see u aint like me,i get my ridz in   hoodz,right now im in d dubz in dat smokerz section,we be poppin bottlez,afta d drunk its d shoot out ,i ll let ur ass come look 4 me wit ur little hand gun,u can fire at me til u run out,then u can duck 4 ur back up,
i sit reload my clipz then came right back 4u,then i can tear ur back up. r nw a dead punching bag,i phyuk ur punch line,u go againt me imma rap stil dawn,my music stil poppin in dat smokerz section wit miana and nyores..why u dey act like say u dey ur mind u no undastand,u dey hate i stil kill haterz, u dunno?. i shey u go get tried feeling my lyricz,make u no show 4 here again.see gbedu dey groove i 4don kill u there wit d bitch in u shit! 40 bars of death await u or u r shacklez in my muthaphyuking chainz!

U little crying nigga, come outta n see me bleedz,my
hrt is bleeding 4u nigga ,i cant wait 2get 2u.i say i can see thse blink in ur eyez.
U knw d street talkz of naija,there s no peace talkz.i lay my back againt d fire ,waiting stil d sun burn out, imma come 2u or i kill evryone of urs which aint do u n dem good.u loser tryna cry ,im waitin 4 d shoot out ,i dnt care if im arrested .til u cant phyukin breathz again,its time u go 2church pleading  "Lord Jesus 2help me" i can see u bleedin in my phyukin gunz.
I can kil u, u can run crying out 4 ur papa.no 1 2b there 4 u.i shld define d definition of pain,nigga if u survive my automatic p., u can stil phyukin hurtz in ur bonez or u gone lay out in d street,so much blood in ya brain.
If u r dead i may let d world knw u kill d presido, i kill u then i can go 2 court. Let d D.A read dis lyric on naija rap battle.u r too yung 2undastand,a nigga like me neva cry,see u aint like me,i get my ridz in   hoodz,right now im in d dubz in dat smokerz section,we be poppin bottlez,afta d drunk its d shoot out ,i ll let ur ass come look 4 me wit ur little hand gun,u can fire at me til u run out,then u can duck 4 ur back up,
i sit reload my clipz then came right back 4u,then i can tear ur back up. r nw a dead punching bag,i phyuk ur punch line,u go againt me imma rap stil dawn,my music stil poppin in dat smokerz section wit miana and nyores..why u dey act like say u dey ur mind u no undastand,u dey hate i stil kill haterz, u dunno?. i shey u go get tried feeling my lyricz,make u no show 4 here again.see gbedu dey groove i 4don kill u there wit d bitch in u shit! 40 bars of death await u or u r shacklez in my muthaphyuking chainz!

U little crying nigga, come outta n see me bleedz,my
hrt is bleeding 4u nigga ,i cant wait 2get 2u.i say i can see thse blink in ur eyez.
U knw d street talkz of naija,there s no peace talkz.i lay my back againt d fire ,waiting stil d sun burn out, imma come 2u or i kill evryone of urs which aint do u n dem good.u loser tryna cry ,im waitin 4 d shoot out ,i dnt care if im arrested .til u cant phyukin breathz again,its time u go 2church pleading  "Lord Jesus 2help me" i can see u bleedin in my phyukin gunz.
I can kil u, u can run crying out 4 ur papa.no 1 2b there 4 u.i shld define d definition of pain,nigga if u survive my automatic p., u can stil phyukin hurtz in ur bonez or u gone lay out in d street,so much blood in ya brain.
If u r dead i may let d world knw u kill d presido, i kill u then i can go 2 court. Let d D.A read dis lyric on naija rap battle.u r too yung 2undastand,a nigga like me neva cry,see u aint like me,i get my ridz in   hoodz,right now im in d dubz in dat smokerz section,we be poppin bottlez,afta d drunk its d shoot out ,i ll let ur ass come look 4 me wit ur little hand gun,u can fire at me til u run out,then u can duck 4 ur back up,
i sit reload my clipz then came right back 4u,then i can tear ur back up. r nw a dead punching bag,i phyuk ur punch line,u go againt me imma rap stil dawn,my music stil poppin in dat smokerz section wit miana and nyores..why u dey act like say u dey ur mind u no undastand,u dey hate i stil kill haterz, u dunno?. i shey u go get tried feeling my lyricz,make u no show 4 here again.see gbedu dey groove i 4don kill u there wit d bitch in u shit! 40 bars of death await u or u r shacklez in my muthaphyuking chainz!

U little crying nigga, come outta n see me bleedz,my
hrt is bleeding 4u nigga ,i cant wait 2get 2u.i say i can see thse blink in ur eyez.
U knw d street talkz of naija,there s no peace talkz.i lay my back againt d fire ,waiting stil d sun burn out, imma come 2u or i kill evryone of urs which aint do u n dem good.u loser tryna cry ,im waitin 4 d shoot out ,i dnt care if im arrested .til u cant phyukin breathz again,its time u go 2church pleading  "Lord Jesus 2help me" i can see u bleedin in my phyukin gunz.
I can kil u, u can run crying out 4 ur papa.no 1 2b there 4 u.i shld define d definition of pain,nigga if u survive my automatic p., u can stil phyukin hurtz in ur bonez or u gone lay out in d street,so much blood in ya brain.
If u r dead i may let d world knw u kill d presido, i kill u then i can go 2 court. Let d D.A read dis lyric on naija rap battle.u r too yung 2undastand,a nigga like me neva cry,see u aint like me,i get my ridz in   hoodz,right now im in d dubz in dat smokerz section,we be poppin bottlez,afta d drunk its d shoot out ,i ll let ur ass come look 4 me wit ur little hand gun,u can fire at me til u run out,then u can duck 4 ur back up,
i sit reload my clipz then came right back 4u,then i can tear ur back up. r nw a dead punching bag,i phyuk ur punch line,u go againt me imma rap stil dawn,my music stil poppin in dat smokerz section wit miana and nyores..why u dey act like say u dey ur mind u no undastand,u dey hate i stil kill haterz, u dunno?. i shey u go get tried feeling my lyricz,make u no show 4 here again.see gbedu dey groove i 4don kill u there wit d bitch in u shit! 40 bars of death await u or u r shacklez in my muthaphyuking chainz!

U little crying nigga, come outta n see me bleedz,my
hrt is bleeding 4u nigga ,i cant wait 2get 2u.i say i can see thse blink in ur eyez.
U knw d street talkz of naija,there s no peace talkz.i lay my back againt d fire ,waiting stil d sun burn out, imma come 2u or i kill evryone of urs which aint do u n dem good.u loser tryna cry ,im waitin 4 d shoot out ,i dnt care if im arrested .til u cant phyukin breathz again,its time u go 2church pleading  "Lord Jesus 2help me" i can see u bleedin in my phyukin gunz.
I can kil u, u can run crying out 4 ur papa.no 1 2b there 4 u.i shld define d definition of pain,nigga if u survive my automatic p., u can stil phyukin hurtz in ur bonez or u gone lay out in d street,so much blood in ya brain.
If u r dead i may let d world knw u kill d presido, i kill u then i can go 2 court. Let d D.A read dis lyric on naija rap battle.u r too yung 2undastand,a nigga like me neva cry,see u aint like me,i get my ridz in   hoodz,right now im in d dubz in dat smokerz section,we be poppin bottlez,afta d drunk its d shoot out ,i ll let ur ass come look 4 me wit ur little hand gun,u can fire at me til u run out,then u can duck 4 ur back up,
i sit reload my clipz then came right back 4u,then i can tear ur back up. r nw a dead punching bag,i phyuk ur punch line,u go againt me imma rap stil dawn,my music stil poppin in dat smokerz section wit miana and nyores..why u dey act like say u dey ur mind u no undastand,u dey hate i stil kill haterz, u dunno?. i shey u go get tried feeling my lyricz,make u no show 4 here again.see gbedu dey groove i 4don kill u there wit d bitch in u shit! 40 bars of death await u or u r shacklez in my muthaphyuking chainz!

Crying nigga, come outta n see me bleed,
hrt is bleeding 4u nigga ,i cant wait 2get 2u.
U knw d street talkz of naija,there s no peace talkz.i lay my back againt d fire ,waiting stil d sun burn out, imma come 2u or i kill evryone of urs wit dnt do u good.u loser tryna cry ,im waitin 4 d shoot out ,i dnt care if im arrested .til u cant phyukin breathz again,its time u go 2church pleading  "Lord Jesus 2help me" i can see u bleedin in my phyukin gunz.
I can kil u, u can run crying out 4 ur papa.no 1 2b there 4 u.i shld define d definition of pain,nigga if u survive my automatic p., u can stil phyukin hurtz in ur bonez or u gone lay out in d street,so much blood in ya brain.
If u r dead i may let d world knw u kill d presido, i kill u then i can go 2 court. Let d D.A read dis lyric on naija rap battle.u r too yung 2undastand,a nigga like me neva cry,see u aint like me,i get my ridz in   hoodz,right now im in d dubz in dat smokerz section,we be poppin bottlez,afta d drunk its d shoot out ,i ll let ur ass come look 4 me wit ur little hand gun,u can fire at me til u run out,then u can duck 4 ur back up,
i sit reload my clipz then came right back 4u,then i can tear ur back up. r nw a dead punching bag,i phyuk ur punch line,u go againt me imma rap stil dawn,my music stil poppin in dat smokerz section wit miana and nyores..why u dey act like say u dey ur mind u no undastand,u dey hate i stil kill haterz, u dunno?. i shey u go get tried feeling my lyricz,make u no show 4 here again.see gbedu dey groove i 4don kill u there wit d bitch in u shit! 40 bars of death await u or u r shacklez in my muthaphyuking chainz!

u bitch! i m gonna get u......i knw where u live,
i knw where u r goin,by the time i see u kill evry nigga putting on
that face cap...tel me u er preparing to die,and why do u want to die.
i knw u er ur mama s boy , ur mama luv u i ll soon take u away .
i ll be right back ,but cant wait to get to u wit thse blink in ur eyes ,i kill the crapz in u
tunna man .

Keep prying n go find him palz

Ehnn! As una dey here so wetin dey hapen my people wetin dey happen.(frm 2face) if u cm my house na 2face cd we get no faze own but faze try so i say na 2face beta pass. i dey feel e swaggar.ha!

Ehnn! As una dey here so wetin dey hapen my people wetin dey happen.(frm 2face) if u cm my house na 2face cd we get no faze own but faze try so i say na 2face beta pass. i dey feel e swaggar.ha!

Ehnn! As una dey here so wetin dey hapen my people wetin dey happen.(frm 2face) if u cm my house na 2face cd we get no faze own but faze try so i say na 2face beta pass. i dey feel e swaggar.ha!

I no mind knwin wat happen

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