Vanski_Chris - wack niggas (Diss Trackers)

See em hoes, see em hoes, see em hoes crib bully niggas on the door tryna hold the keys funny rappers on the gang they all do skit, run street basically rappers now all do shit i go straight to the point i do not repeat, i been vibing on em beat like i own the beat on the kitchen writing song they all feel the heat all my realest niggas in the room they all screaming lit Cars hunning who's coming its a cop ride back doors very lin where should us hide, i hate bitches who gat cars they all gat pride at last they be the bride do not forget do not cry Put your hands on the table who's gon make the move, 20 bags with couple hundred who's ready loose? i just told them i ain't ready i just made rules are you joking am still talking this shit aint no crews wack niggas on the cop side nigga we are outside half a million in the north side nigga we are outside Face to face with these rappers got nothing but a counter fit respect for this rappers with alot of barz but they all gat zero manners am about to be the greatest 'cause am done with em chapters OB dead and he lame he shoukd be selling diapers Gtimes with zero plans nigga be screaming like magger y'all lazy and you broke gotta mix with your banners though i often play your songs you should fuck with your moma OB dead with zero effort he got starbed with a darger