#QuitPlayin #CrazyHouse #swampnationc. e. o. he think he no limit dat type of nigga fuk wud i worry about that type of nigga/act like u wanna battle bitch we can do it on the mic on the street nigga that type of battle/i wrap yo ass up wit the bare arms/a real nigga in rare form i bear arms/u a bitch and it must be airborne/this right here sum shit u didnt prepare for ill tear one of yo limbs off and cum in bitch mouth my nigga u been soft/yo momma kno/all the women in yo family im on top of those/anaconda rose to occasion and the condom broke/nigga now u my son/slap u on the ass-clown u for fun/get yo teeth knocked out till u down to the one/i aint even gotta battle u u already done/get ya wrist broke/ end up in a quick choke get bold nigga smoke/who the bitch u or yo bitch ya bitch know/stop feedin yo kids outta ya titties bro/bitch nigga fiendin for the smoke he can get it tho/eat him in one bite/beat him in one swipe/ I'll feed him a gun right-when he thought I was done/nail in the coffin and mail him off to the sun must be goin thru growing pains youll make a mistake fuckin wit me i aint one of them niggas u roll wit man ill take u against yo will nigga u comin wit me