Quit Rappin lyrics

[Verse 1]
Snakes in the rear tryna get with me
It'll be a bloody war when the **** with me
She's a stripper, I should strip her
All these b*tches gotta pay and they sisters, sh*t (Damn, like that, Joog?)
This sh*t mind-blowing
I can't even see my watch or the time on it
But am I supposed to?
If I could, I wouldn't be Mr. Mosely
I'm the sh*t talker
A hundred thousand on my lap while I'm fish-boning
I'll put a n*gga out with all this water
Headshot, your mans gone, now let's get started
b*tch, I'm Hugh Hefner
I would've hit her all alone, but it take group effort
Normally she was mine, but I'm too special
I kung fu'd the front door, Ryu, Tekken

[Chorus]
I tried to tell my wrist it should quit dancin'
The lights came on, it went chimpanzee
He can be Roy Jones, but my stick faster
The rhymes of a n*gga who should quit rappin'
I tried to tell my wrist it should quit dancin'
The lights came on, it went chimpanzee
He can be Roy Jones, but my stick faster
The rhymes of a n*gga who should quit rappin'
[Verse 2]
These n*ggas cornballs
He gon' be DOA, I should warn y'all
I got problems
I wouldn't last one minute up in college
On our Father
He gon' be art in Heaven, try to rob me
I should stop it
But the devil in me sayin' I should watch it
It's a blizzard
But I wouldn't tell a soul how I did it
This sh*t chess, not checkers, lil' n*gga
I don't wanna do no song with you n*ggas
I'm tryna figure out what's wrong with you n*ggas
They done made fifty clones out a n*gga
n*gga actin' fake tough, we gon' hook him up
You should really chill out on the Tookie stuff

[Chorus]
I tried to tell my wrist it should quit dancin'
The lights came on, it went chimpanzee
He can be Roy Jones, but my stick faster
The rhymes of a n*gga who should quit rappin'
I tried to tell my wrist it should quit dancin'
The lights came on, it went chimpanzee
He can be Roy Jones, but my stick faster
The rhymes of a n*gga who should quit rappin'
[Outro]
Hahaha, n*ggas gon' be hot
Ayy, n*ggas gon' remember too
I put on, I put that WorldStar post up too, n*ggas gon' be like
Damn, a n*gga (This call is being recorded)
You need to, uh
You need to go fill out that application at McDonalds ass n*gga
b*tch ass n*gga, f*ck ass
Oh, sh*t, bro, that's the funniest thing
f*ck he thought he was, he thought he was Suge? n*gga
Brad, n*gga? Chill out, Brad
Rich, f*ck
Come on, bruh, let's, let's, let's start me up, bro
I don't got all day, man
Global Tel Link is takin' all a n*gga money
I don't f*ckin' need
n*ggas can't f*ck with me, bro
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