Six Nay Living

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Oh, I made this beat by the way
Yung Wunda on the beat, that's me, holla, yeah

Definition of rezzed out, my bitches are rezzed out
When it come to rez rap, yo bitch we the best out
I'm picturing you right now, just a puffing your chest out
Crying to your girl, but you leaving her stressed out
And I'm riding to the death of me
And tell them pass em' leftie something to the left of me
And for you little bitches out here testing me
Just let me know if you want some beef and the recipe, chea
I ain't no motherfuckin' rookie
I'm a beast in this game and my favorite food is pussy, chea
Yeah, I leave all em' all shook b
when you come around, why smell all bwooty

Holy fuck I made something you couldn't replace
I got em' rocking out like they on that freebase
Just fucking hitting her like they're gone for three days
Y'all ready know its Henry Booka when it replays

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Yeah, but fuck a replay, yo, this my B-day
When I throw the delay, I'ma hit em' with a relay
Cuban link, now they calling me Enrique
And you the man if you landing with a PK
Chea, this that six nay living shit
Where the strong survive, so stay militant
You can state your opinion, but I don't give a shit
They don't give a fuck about us, but I stay diligent
I keep dishing it out, and they keep pinching it
No credit to my name though, they ain't even mention it
But this the wild, wild rez, so I'm lynching ya
Tell them play my theme song, shit be like da-da-da
Yeah, I'm that Wack MC Slayer
You better call your grandma and tell her "say your prayer"
This that rude boy, niggy, this that rude boy here
Tell that pussy boy gwan, cause that pussy boy scared

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Credits
Writer(s): Hunter Sky
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