All these little rappers is weak
They pussy I ain't a killer
But don't push me
Biscuit out the way out
The west side highway
Canal canal rat
Ratking forever
Ratking on deck
New mixtape out now
Lil za za
Zaza you are not zaza
Don't raise your tone
And the FEDS watching
I wake up in the morning
I'm yawning
I'm on it
And I still serve crack rock
I could turn a crack rock into a mountain
I agree that emcees need a tissue
CREAM cash rules everything around me
CREAM get the money bitch
Lil zaza in this
Little rapper boys claim they some rappers bruh
You ain't really bout them raps
Imma a ghost face killer
I'm with space ghost
Coast to coast
And the Fang rollie
You know the rose fang
You know I'm ina foreign
[outro]
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