POKE THE BEAR - Mellow Rackz

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Mello.
Uh.
These niggas done ran outta time.
Itʼs my season.
 
KOB.
Aye.

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These niggas talk too much.
 
Dog ass boy you bark too much.
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You ainʼt get no respect from none of these.
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Make me call your bluff.
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Went through the song with a rat ʼcause you went flat.
 
Needed your dollars up.
 
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Overdose, I saved your junkie ass.
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Took you to the hospital.
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Remember? That lilʼ motherfucker robbed me.
He ainʼt even Do nothing.
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He ainʼt no stepper.
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How you mad ʼcause you ainʼt put me on and somebody else did?
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Fuck, nigga youʼll never.
Kept me on the shelf.
Hatinʼ on the bitch.
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Iʼm seeing how I be better.
                               E7
Say you gonʼ try me never.
And thatʼs facts.
 
Now Iʼm Lambo swervinʼ.
Back to back birdies.
Brand new Birkins.
From the times when you took back all of them purses.
 
I ainʼt let you fucking years.
Stop all that cat lilʼ boy you thirsty.
Had to curb your engineer all the times he tried to Do you dirty.
You got steppers, I got steppers.
 
My bag bigger now for certain.
How you buying hoes designer shit and leave your family hurting?
Go on and blame it on the Perkys.
Pussy niggas smoking dirties.
 
Itʼs two different meanings when me and you say we ride with thirties.
Itʼs a big strap on me, with a switch on it.
Run up if you want it.
Tahoe full of DRACs and MAC 11s.
 
Niggas with me ainʼt on healthy shit, but steady cracking melons.
Number one in the whole world.
I see why niggas acting jealous.
I would hate me too.
 
If I lost all my favorite hair, I swear that shit would faze me too.
Worldʼs funniest crackhead every time I see your latest news.
Tried to fuck my cousin and you talk about me betraying you.
Itʼs getting for real, pussy.
 
Grabbing footage from old videos you were scared to release.
ʼCause you know if I got on, you wouldnʼt be bigger than me.
Since you want Do it for computers, tell about the PC.
How you were scared to hit the yard ʼcause you was caught up in beef.
 
Go bar for bar, put that on God that you ainʼt harder than me.
You protected by the Feds, so donʼt be talking about the streets.
You lost your dignity for cash.
That ainʼt part of the G.
 
I canʼt be on here saying too much.
That boy might call the police.
Woo.
Woo.

Shit ainʼt about nothing.
Just keep my motherfucking name out your mouth, nigga.
I ainʼt worried about you.
I donʼt even think about you.
 
Bitch, I donʼt even know you no more.
Number one motherfucking album in the world.
Track number nine, spot number nine.
You got steppers, we got steppers too.
 
For the right price, yeah, weʼll step on you.
Just like little dude.
How you telling in jail about some weed and bribe?
We all knowing they said he had to get down with the fire.
 
Chap boy ainʼt never lie about your snitching ass.
How you gangsta and get back cool with some niggas that got at you?
Huh.
Niggas ainʼt right.
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