ain't no other kings in this rap thing they siblings nothin' but my chil'ren one shot they disappearin' ain't no kings in this rap thing they siblings nothin' but my chil'ren one shot they disappearin'
bitch niggas still wanna check my urine still can't believe what you see and what you're hearin' you motha fuckas thought you knew the whole story until your mama took a nigga on maury
read your test results are you the father I looked at his bitch ass told him don't bother I'm the father of this gangsta shit never thought that I have a bunch of bastard kids lil' badass kids I whoop they ass every night send the paramedics bitch and the black and white I brought you in this world I'll take you out do you ugly so mamma can't make you out you know my style a colt file a report I'm a deadbeat daddy no child support *you get fooled**? like the last trick get it out your ass bitch you niggas know my pyroclastic flow c'mon
ain't no other kings in this rap thing they siblings nothin' but my chil'ren one shot they disappearin' ain't no kings in this rap thing they siblings nothin' but my chil'ren one shot they disappearin'
you want child support get it out your ass bitch x4
ya'll niggas know ya'll bitches know where you get it from who's the original you got your daddy's mouth talk like a criminal keep it gangsta son never get pigeon holed rap bastards tryin' to make a classic keep your dumbass out of the casket 'cause in the *scope**? and spend your money they don't give a fuck about a dead rapper nigga they'll chop it up keep it movin' ya'll they'll come mop it up corrupt LAPD cover up everyday nigga we know drama they ain't lookin' for Osama Ask Big E's mamma thank God that the gangsta's back we ain't got to put up with this brainless rap may your lungs collapse in seas of funny all you can rap about is pussy and money c'mon
ain't no other kings in this rap thing they siblings nothin' but my chil'ren one shot they disappearin' ain't no kings in this rap thing they siblings nothin' but my chil'ren one shot they disappearin'
you want child support get it out your ass bitch x4
all ya'll rappers should kiss and make up take your bullshit jewlry back to Jacob get your mind right nigga and start to wake up 'cause the whole rap industry needs to shake up you got million dollar niggas killin' million dollar niggas bustin' outta Bentleys wearin' chinchillas there you go again rollin in your limo comin' from the Grammy's shootin' out the window I know the scripture but there's something wrong with this picture what you mad about diamonds all in your mouth no car note nigga house paid off I never heard of a rapper gettin' laid off boy you a fool or you just act crazy or you a grown crack baby born in the 80's to all you motha fuckas say I went Hollywood I'm gangsta I know when I got it good
ain't no other kings in this rap thing they siblings nothin' but my chil'ren one shot they disappearin' ain't no kings in this rap thing they siblings nothin' but my chil'ren one shot they disappearin'
you want child support get it out your ass bitch x4
young rappers lookin' for pocket change with boo boo lyrics go get your diaper changed x2
smell like shit hey baby change this motha fucker you smell like shit
Ice Cube-Child Support
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"Child Support"
bucka
I'll beat your badass
ain't no other kings in this rap thing
they siblings
nothin' but my chil'ren
one shot they disappearin'
ain't no kings in this rap thing
they siblings
nothin' but my chil'ren
one shot they disappearin'
bitch niggas
still wanna check my urine
still can't believe
what you see and what you're hearin'
you motha fuckas
thought you knew the whole story
until your mama
took a nigga on maury
read your test results
are you the father
I looked at his bitch ass told him don't bother
I'm the father of this gangsta shit
never thought that I have a bunch of bastard kids
lil' badass kids
I whoop they ass every night
send the paramedics bitch
and the black and white
I brought you in this world
I'll take you out
do you ugly
so mamma can't make you out
you know my style a colt
file a report
I'm a deadbeat daddy
no child support
*you get fooled**? like the last trick
get it out your ass bitch
you niggas know my pyroclastic flow
c'mon
ain't no other kings in this rap thing
they siblings
nothin' but my chil'ren
one shot they disappearin'
ain't no kings in this rap thing
they siblings
nothin' but my chil'ren
one shot they disappearin'
you want child support
get it out your ass bitch
x4
ya'll niggas know
ya'll bitches know
where you get it from
who's the original
you got your daddy's mouth
talk like a criminal
keep it gangsta son
never get pigeon holed
rap bastards tryin' to make a classic
keep your dumbass out of the casket
'cause in the *scope**? and spend your money
they don't give a fuck
about a dead rapper
nigga they'll chop it up
keep it movin' ya'll
they'll come mop it up
corrupt LAPD cover up
everyday nigga we know drama
they ain't lookin' for Osama
Ask Big E's mamma
thank God that the gangsta's back
we ain't got to put up with this brainless rap
may your lungs collapse in seas of funny
all you can rap about is pussy and money
c'mon
ain't no other kings in this rap thing
they siblings
nothin' but my chil'ren
one shot they disappearin'
ain't no kings in this rap thing
they siblings
nothin' but my chil'ren
one shot they disappearin'
you want child support
get it out your ass bitch
x4
all ya'll rappers should kiss and make up
take your bullshit jewlry back to Jacob
get your mind right nigga
and start to wake up
'cause the whole rap industry needs to shake up
you got million dollar niggas killin' million dollar niggas
bustin' outta Bentleys
wearin' chinchillas
there you go again rollin in your limo
comin' from the Grammy's shootin' out the window
I know the scripture
but there's something wrong with this picture
what you mad about
diamonds all in your mouth
no car note nigga house paid off
I never heard of a rapper gettin' laid off
boy you a fool
or you just act crazy
or you a grown crack baby born in the 80's
to all you motha fuckas say I went Hollywood
I'm gangsta
I know when I got it good
ain't no other kings in this rap thing
they siblings
nothin' but my chil'ren
one shot they disappearin'
ain't no kings in this rap thing
they siblings
nothin' but my chil'ren
one shot they disappearin'
you want child support
get it out your ass bitch
x4
young rappers lookin' for pocket change
with boo boo lyrics
go get your diaper changed
x2
smell like shit
hey baby change this motha fucker
you smell like shit