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letra de diss song - by little yella killa

its all bout the reality its all bout the hennesee all bout tennessee so do not be acting like you guilty a triple hata dont be coming back at me like you know everything. i come from the hood of the suburbs people just comin up with sh-t to rhyme with words we sitting on the 8 mile street curb people say they know the rapper eminem your in my hood your steppin on my turf so coming up in here your face looks like the smurfs all googley eyed or maybe a deathstar jedi i f-ck sh-t up maybe k!ll ya in a drivebye these hoes be talkin bout common sense i drive a all wheeled mercedez benz next is 2 chainz you think you a tough guy with a tough ride i’ll have ya -ss studdering yo words and i will make yo -ss cry you do not need 2 chainz to look fly trust me i will find you and shoot the motha f-cka till he dies 2 chains you think you a tough dude but im not tryin to be rude im clowning now you look like someone who plays off of the croods you can be me in freestyling i guess your trying to lose im just being honest just telling thet truth next is you drake i can mark you off my sleight quit studdering yo words i can be rhyming for days while i just seen ya -ss faint if you would of done what you were told its not all bout money or gold its all bout making a rap life goal. this is my life the way things are told you can only live once its crazy as h-ll how drake can’t pull one stunt pullin out the strap now you dumb -ss c-nt so what

- by little yella killa

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