Interlude Dissin 50, Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo, Young Buck, Mobb Deep lyrics

[Interlude]
My thing is
If a n*gga sold ten million and had the hottest record out
Wouldn't you wanna go to a motherf*ckin' club
Wouldn't you wanna touch that town, I see cribs wit a
Nine million Lamborghinis, where the f*ck you driving that sh*t at?
Neverland Ranch, n*gga?
n*gga need to take up knittin' and crossword puzzling, some sh*t like that
Go to Bingo wit Yayo faggot ass, man
f*ckin' Yayo, Flavor Flav, 2008 Flavor Flav, Lloyd Banks
Fake Fabolous n*gga wit a frog in his f*ckin' mouth, b*tch ass n*gga
Young Buck don't act like we ain't catch you and two-piece you in f*ckin'
Chicago, n*gga, I ain't wanna blow your spot up but you been tryna diss Pistol Pete lately
You been loose
You know the Outlaws called me to squash that beef, a million n*ggas, you had the whole world callin' me
Talkin' 'bout you ain't gon' be down wit motherf*ckin' G-Unit
The b*tch, what's her name? um, homegirl from, ah, O Zone
You callin' her up
Talkin' about "Yo I ain't down with G-Unit no more, squash it wit Joe" you pus*y, n*gga
That's what it is, I wanna see a solo album out
Like is there еver gonna be a Yayo album again? I doubt it
Or f*ckin', ahhh, the hommo n*gga, Ton, ah, ah
What's this n*gga namе, man, this n*gga
Lloyd Banks heh, heh
Lloyd Banks
Frog in his mouth, I never understood one f*ckin' rhyme he said in his life
Um
The n*gga Young Buck
Spider Loc
The n*gga Hot Rod, like who is these n*ggas, man, I mean Mobb Deep
I ain't wanna disrespect, I heard Prodigy lately talkin' loosely
Sickle Cell better not be tryna get loose
Yo Boo Boo
Put your artists out, man, stop bein' a Nervous Nelson n*gga, man
Oh yeah, Nervous Nelson
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