This Ain't Hip-Hop (feat. Dskillz Harris & Miclopedia)

This shit right here about to be a
Hood Classic my nigga
Versatile K
Yo thank you for letting me on This shit bro
Ayo! Uh Uh... I been hearing a lot
Of shit
Ain't my fault
Your bitch sucking hella dick
Ain't my fault
That your mans turned Benedict
Ain't my fault
That your mans can't rap a lick
Ain't my fault
That you soft my nigga
Don't hit my line
Talk to my God my nigga
You lucky you ain't get robbed my nigga
I can't believe you hit it raw my nigga
For real
You should be checkin' her
Instead of trynna kill the messenger
She tapped your jaw
And you ain't do shit
Now you in the hood
Acting clueless
She got you on the gram
Looking stupid
Cause she know you
Ain't gon' do shit
I love hearing that tough talk
I just need y'all to prove it

Niggas know what's craccin' with Me
Ain't no talking just action with Me
Shit is real ain't no acting with Me
You don't look like no savage to Me
This the business you'll get it From me
You don't know nothing bout Moving no keys
You the type that would work With police
Pussy boy you know you don't Want beef

I pick it up and pump it
Imma make sure that they not gon' say nothing
Homie and I really went seen a sawed
Man people need to stop talking they jaw off
These niggas don't put in work
Like they called off
Get cut like a spade I ain't Talking bout books
Say you wan fight but will not Throw a hook
He dripping blood he ain't Talking bout looks
When we square up we be Having em shook
Quick to grab pots but thats When they get cooked
Say you gon' do then do it nigga
If you just ball then
Who really shooting nigga
Bars hit and slice like katanas
Offa the top
Militia Helicopters
FOREAL
Don't give a fuck! my potna
If its really beef then PULL UP THEN
Fuck up on the mic
It wrap around ya neck
It strangled him
I do not mean to acknowledge
This just how we do niggas that's Not really solid
This music shit just be dangerous
Treat em like a mission so we Lane switch
Just wish he had a banger
With Em
Guess he'd rather have angels With em
Hope he lose his will to live
This a different type of Entanglement

Ask that nigga
If I ain't stop his sister
From getting popped
This is real life nigga
This ain't bout no hip hop
Niggas so pussy
Erry month they shit
Go drip drop
This is real life
Ain't no way
This shit finna stop

This way beyond hip-hop
Had some fake friends that
Flip flopped
Had I known this would've Happened I'd probably snatched his wristwatch
Now normally I don't wanna Dispatch a diss track
But these clowns better get back
Cause us and them is a mismatch
These frauds be talking like
They got bangers
But not around in town because They not gangsters
When my back is turned, they Got something to say
But if I'm back on the track,
Then they running away
Now somebody said
He can get me shot
Prolly cause I almost fucked the bitch he got
So bingo we got action like Friday
The lingo is not lacking
What I say
I fall but I stack back up like Jenga blocks
Been two years since the incident, I change a lot
So whatever you think you can do, I'm thinking not
Unlike Wan, I don't fold on my bros for stanking thots
Yo family, I think it's time to bring the bat out
Someone shoot at me, my people Gonna bring the gat out
I apologize momma but your son is bout to act out
And everyone gangsta till crazy mike blacks out
Don't hide Don't hide
Don't hide Don't hide
Don't hide Don't hide
Don't hide Don't hide
Don't hide Don't hide
Don't hide Don't hide
Don't hide Don't hide