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NBA Smoke (Young Boy Diss) – Scotty Cain

Fuck a nigga two times and fuck what they be reppen'
You pussy cause' you had a nigga 'round...

Fuck a nigga two times and fuck what they be reppen'
You pussy cause' you had a nigga 'round just 'for protection
You two faced it
Might be a rat, and you scary
A nigga kilt yo dog and you ain't [?]
Aye hold up
[?] talkin' reckless
When you ain't have no money
Bitch I kept it real when all them niggas say you dumbing
You came riding 'ery nigga dick just 'fore the feature
I just bat a nigga ass to sleep
I can't wait till I see you

Instagram pro?
You thankin' it's a joke?
You sayin' you 'on smoke
Bitch I'mma let it blow
Mask on, gloves tight
How tha' fuck you gon' know
Glock and tha' .44
Since you wanna put on a show

Up with tha K and I spray
Up with tha K and you late
Mitch, my name must be gay
I'mma hit you with this bitch and leave you layin' out the gate
Yeah, first 48
Nigga, you know I'on't play
I'mma kill you broad day
I'mma slang the fuckin' K
You know I'm comin' with drums
I'm killin' errybody, don't leave a witness
You know I'm 'bout that
Show me where your house at
Bitch I'm comin' clear the bidness
Lil bit ass nigga trippin' I'm clutchin' and stitchin'
Hit 'em in his back shut his nerves down now he ain't got feelin'
I creep with the same cutta'
I put on that [?]
This bitch ain't good enough?
I dig out that otha' roid
I keep me a pocket knife, that cutta' [?] as my otha' squad
I catch a nigga, it's on site
Bitch Imma send you to the undergod

Yeah
I'm comin' for her
I'm comin' for him
I'm runnin' from 'em
I'm gunnin' for 'em
I'mma hit 'em up
I'mma bust [?]
Lil bitch ass nigga, you a fuckin' munchkin
[?] I'm clutchin' my weapon
Since someone wan' test me
I'mma Gucci Mane stretchin'
I'mma give his ass a blessin'
All I need is .38, that Glock that be extra
Drop this song, wish you neva' woulda' did it

Hit you with this bitch so many times
You gon' wish you wasn't trippin
I got a cutter with yo' name on it
Just fo' the dissin'
Tell 'em send me 400 grand when you come up missin'
After you dead I'm fuckin that lil ratchet hoe you kissin'
Don't let Dame catch you, he gon' crash out
Kill you an' cop out fo' the time and leave yo ass thought
I'mma kill you, beat the shit
And still be back outchea with that same bullshit
Bitch I got a full clip
Bitch!
Bang

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