Child Support
Bucker, I beat your badass
Ain't no other kings in this rap thing
They siblings
Nuthin' but my chil'ren
One shot they disappearin'
Ain't no kings in this rap thing
They siblings
Nuthin' but my chil'ren
One shot they disappearin'
Bitch niggas still wanna check my urine
Still can't believe what you seein' and what you're hearin'
You motherfuckers thought you knew the whole story
Until your mama took a nigga on Maury
Read your test results are you the father
I looked at his bitch ass, told him don't bother
I'm the father of this gangsta shit
Never thought that I have a bunch of bastard kids
Lil' badass kids, I whoop they ass every night
Send the paramedics bitch and the black and white
I brought you in this world, I'll take you out
Do you ugly, so mama can't make you out
You know my style a colt, file a report
I'm a dead-beat daddy, no child support
You get fooled like the last trick, get it out your ass, bitch
You niggas know my pyroclastic flow, come on
Ain't no other kings in this rap thing
They siblings
Nuthin but my chil'ren
One shot they disappearin'
Ain't no kings in this rap thing
They siblings
Nuthin but my chil'ren
One shot they disappearin'
You want child support
(Get it out your ass, bitch)
You want child support
(Get it out your ass, bitch)
You want child support
(Get it out your ass, bitch)
You want child support
(Get it out your ass, bitch)
Y'all niggaz know, y'all bitches know
Where you get it from, who's the original
You got your daddy's mouth, talk like a criminal
Keep it gangsta son, never get pigeonholed
Rap bastards tryin' to make a classic
Keep your dumb-ass out of the casket
'Cause Interscope'll spend your money, they don't give a fuck
About a dead rapper, nigga, they'll chop it up
Keep it movin' y'all, they'll come mop it up
Corrupt LAPD cover up
Every day nigga we know drama
They ain't lookin' for Osama, ask Biggie's mamma
Thank God that the gangsta's back
We ain't got to put up with this brainless rap
May your lungs collapse, MCs are funny
All you can rap about is pussy and money, come on
Ain't no other kings in this rap thing
They siblings
Nuthin but my chil'ren
One shot they disappearin'
Ain't no kings in this rap thing
They siblings
Nuthin but my chil'ren
One shot they disappearin'
You want child support
(Get it out your ass, bitch)
You want child support
(Get it out your ass, bitch)
You want child support
(Get it out your ass, bitch)
You want child support
(Get it out your ass, bitch)
All y'all rappers should kiss and make up
Take your bullshit jewelry back to Jacob
Get your mind right, nigga, and start to wake up
'Cause the whole rap industry needs to shake up
You got million dollar niggas killin' million dollar niggas
Bustin' outta Bentley's, wearin' chinchillas
There you go again rollin' in your Limo
Comin' from the Grammy's shootin' out the window
I know the scripture but there's something wrong with this picture
What you mad about, diamonds all in your mouth
No car, no nigga house paid off
I never heard of a rapper gettin' laid off
Boy, you a fool or you just act crazy
Are you a grown crack baby born in the 80s
To all you motherfuckers, say I went Hollywood
I'ma gangsta, I know when I got it good
Ain't no other kings in this rap thing
They siblings
Nuthin but my chil'ren
One shot they disappearin'
Ain't no kings in this rap thing
They siblings
Nuthin but my chil'ren
One shot they disappearin'
You want child support
(Get it out your ass, bitch)
You want child support
(Get it out your ass, bitch)
You want child support
(Get it out your ass, bitch)
You want child support
(Get it out your ass, bitch)
Young rappers lookin' for pocket change
With boo-boo lyrics
Go get your diaper changed
Young rappers lookin' for pocket change
With boo-boo lyrics
Go get your diaper changed
Smell like shit
Hey baby, change this motherfucker
You smell like shit
Ain't no other kings in this rap thing
They siblings
Nuthin' but my chil'ren
One shot they disappearin'
Ain't no kings in this rap thing
They siblings
Nuthin' but my chil'ren
One shot they disappearin'
Bitch niggas still wanna check my urine
Still can't believe what you seein' and what you're hearin'
You motherfuckers thought you knew the whole story
Until your mama took a nigga on Maury
Read your test results are you the father
I looked at his bitch ass, told him don't bother
I'm the father of this gangsta shit
Never thought that I have a bunch of bastard kids
Lil' badass kids, I whoop they ass every night
Send the paramedics bitch and the black and white
I brought you in this world, I'll take you out
Do you ugly, so mama can't make you out
You know my style a colt, file a report
I'm a dead-beat daddy, no child support
You get fooled like the last trick, get it out your ass, bitch
You niggas know my pyroclastic flow, come on
Ain't no other kings in this rap thing
They siblings
Nuthin but my chil'ren
One shot they disappearin'
Ain't no kings in this rap thing
They siblings
Nuthin but my chil'ren
One shot they disappearin'
You want child support
(Get it out your ass, bitch)
You want child support
(Get it out your ass, bitch)
You want child support
(Get it out your ass, bitch)
You want child support
(Get it out your ass, bitch)
Y'all niggaz know, y'all bitches know
Where you get it from, who's the original
You got your daddy's mouth, talk like a criminal
Keep it gangsta son, never get pigeonholed
Rap bastards tryin' to make a classic
Keep your dumb-ass out of the casket
'Cause Interscope'll spend your money, they don't give a fuck
About a dead rapper, nigga, they'll chop it up
Keep it movin' y'all, they'll come mop it up
Corrupt LAPD cover up
Every day nigga we know drama
They ain't lookin' for Osama, ask Biggie's mamma
Thank God that the gangsta's back
We ain't got to put up with this brainless rap
May your lungs collapse, MCs are funny
All you can rap about is pussy and money, come on
Ain't no other kings in this rap thing
They siblings
Nuthin but my chil'ren
One shot they disappearin'
Ain't no kings in this rap thing
They siblings
Nuthin but my chil'ren
One shot they disappearin'
You want child support
(Get it out your ass, bitch)
You want child support
(Get it out your ass, bitch)
You want child support
(Get it out your ass, bitch)
You want child support
(Get it out your ass, bitch)
All y'all rappers should kiss and make up
Take your bullshit jewelry back to Jacob
Get your mind right, nigga, and start to wake up
'Cause the whole rap industry needs to shake up
You got million dollar niggas killin' million dollar niggas
Bustin' outta Bentley's, wearin' chinchillas
There you go again rollin' in your Limo
Comin' from the Grammy's shootin' out the window
I know the scripture but there's something wrong with this picture
What you mad about, diamonds all in your mouth
No car, no nigga house paid off
I never heard of a rapper gettin' laid off
Boy, you a fool or you just act crazy
Are you a grown crack baby born in the 80s
To all you motherfuckers, say I went Hollywood
I'ma gangsta, I know when I got it good
Ain't no other kings in this rap thing
They siblings
Nuthin but my chil'ren
One shot they disappearin'
Ain't no kings in this rap thing
They siblings
Nuthin but my chil'ren
One shot they disappearin'
You want child support
(Get it out your ass, bitch)
You want child support
(Get it out your ass, bitch)
You want child support
(Get it out your ass, bitch)
You want child support
(Get it out your ass, bitch)
Young rappers lookin' for pocket change
With boo-boo lyrics
Go get your diaper changed
Young rappers lookin' for pocket change
With boo-boo lyrics
Go get your diaper changed
Smell like shit
Hey baby, change this motherfucker
You smell like shit
Credits
Writer(s): O'shea Jackson, Teak Alger Underdue, Dejon L. Underdue
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.