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  • T double E and mutha fuckin F

    If ya say it to fast you might lose yo breath

    Cuz you gotta have teef no matter what you do

    And if you don’t GHT gonna fuckin’ tease you

    Simple as dat my toofless bitch

    If you aint got teef yoos a dirty snitch

    My first thought was dat you fell in a ditch

    And let tha doc fix yo face stitch by stitch



    And you can’t give head without no teef

    You a skanky trick I’d rather beat my meat

    God damn, I need some mutha fuckin’ relief

    from all these ked ass niggas givin’ me grief



    GHT aint a fuckin’ carpool,

    I aint bein’ mean, but we already full

    Plus we busy enough makin bitches drool

    So get da fuck back you gluck ass tool



    (K-dogg - ) Let me introduce myself

    Please excuse my rudeness Ha Ha Ha, NOT!



    K-dogg’s da name

    I’m ahead of tha game,

    Back yo ass up and let me explain

    Tha differences between us and why you insane

    And how you and I will never be da same,

    See, I’m in every house and in tha rappers Hall of Fame

    In every CD playa and diamond picture frames

    So, stop runnin yo mouf and takkin all tha claim


  • Or else my nine double M will show you bitch ass pain



    OK you still doin it, well now I’m bein’ mean

    And when I smash yo fuckin face through my Xerox machine

    You’ll see dat you forgot about keeping shit clean,

    And now you messin wit thee afrobic team (ha ha ha ha)

    You prolly ain’t hearin’ a single fuckin’ thing

    We aint a blacked eyed pea, we a harpoon swing

    And when we catch you , (hell yeah ) we’ll show you true chronical steam

    Dat will turn yo ass as white as vanilla ice-cream



    Don’t be scared when I put my nine to yo chest

    And don’t try to run cuz it will put you to rest

    And if you..drop tha line, dat you be wearin’ a vest

    Then, take a step back and let my trigger make da mess

    See, dats what I do when niggas try to be me,

    I drop bombs so hard dat they will make you freeze

    this how us niggas rap, yeah we rhyme wit ease



    WE in a battle in Seattle, feel tha ground that we shake

    When I shoot right through you, you’ll no it aint fake

    So don’t fuck wit me for I am tha one the only

    K-D, O double G




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