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"No Problems"

We the fuckin' best, fuckin' disagree
I got my firearms out in the open with arms wide open, I'm a different creed
Y'all too far from going in, that's going too far
I ain't gotta say names, you niggas know who you are
We bringin' drama back
Somebody said G rap ain't cool no more, tell G it comin' back
Don't need an almanac to see where COB is at
We on the West, sleep in Dodger caps, nigga we redefinin' rap
If a young rapper pop off, I stick my D knee-deep
In his momma's snatch in her Pontiac with the seats reclined in back
If an old rapper wanna flex, I go one-on-one with his daughter
Homie, I ain't speakin' Kyla Pratt
We bring the pain, when you hear "outchea" we out here
Players get outplayed, even your cheerleaders get out cheered
Paper chaser, on them racks like a coat hook
Mixtape Monthly Volume 6 nigga, no hooks

You got too many 'yes men', I blow your ass to No Man's Land
Me and my brothers going HAM, call us Brohams, damn
Hold up, you pay the price fuckin' with the God of War yeah
It holocaustly to cross me, call it warfare
You should never bet a sword head
You rather put the pedal to the metal floor and wreck your Chevy Corvette
Cause my metaphors teleport you to Heaven's doorstep
That's how I settle scores, your death will settle your debt
I been waitin' til the cows come home to get dissed
But the beef ain't made it to a nigga door yet
Cause they don't wanna beef with thugs or see some slugs
They want a flying nun, none of the above
We keep goin' in, it's Debo and them
I think they in that 'Gangsta M.C.' mode again
The Beretta wet a competitor's sweater up
Never fuck with a predator that shoots better than Kevin Love

We been doin' this for 6 months nigga
We ain't drop no weak shit once nigga
For others this task would be a bit much nigga
Those who don't appreciate it, dick suck nigga
We know what we do to beats
We don't need for you to speak
Should reach through the screen and smack you out of your computer seat
For your bad review, especially when the music's free
Niggas talkin' stupid like the Shoes ain't what we used to be
Do the shit beautifully, Horseshoe hella hot
You don't fuck with Shoes, what the fuck are you, a nelipot?
Anyway, this weed is all on my breath
All on my flesh, call me a chef, you can smell the pot
K-E-double-N [?], every single day he stumble in [?]
I'm not the guy to try, in case you thinkin' should I
Well go on, I'm thinkin' you should die, should I go on?

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