Who tha f**k is he

A lil kid Im a grown man yall got me battlin a pre teen

Come get this spankin lil bitch I'll put ya ass in line

And put ya brains out on ya tongue so u could speak ya mind

Here bitch eat them rhymes

And ya side dish'll be a full clip from each of these nines

Lil G get tha f**k outta here u wish u was lil me

They dont call u lil for nuthin nigga u f**kin wit a lil 'D"

U talk more sh*t than a plummer who obsessed wit his job

Faggot nigga prolly readin my lyrics and caressin his knob

Nigga even on an off day I still keep lil bitches like u off and away

Hoes dont even approach this nigga it's like he got on some of that off spray

Nigga u f**kin wit champ Im amped and ready

To slide this lyrical switchblade thru ya bitchmade windpipe slow and steady

And let that liquid leak out thas the color of spaghetti

Blow yo ass to peices, it be more colors on tha pavement than colors of confetti

I get the chrome and rip yo dome to the flesh and the bone/

you can't shyne you come around with fake earrings/

I got speakers in my trunk that will disrupt yo hearing/

don't even try to get tough cause you gon get lit up/

I saw yo battle with NDG you already got ripped up/

I didn't want to make you cry so I didn't even try/

you can't spit the truth so you always lie/

Lil G beatin that a** and you already know why/

you trying to come at me with them nursery rhymes/

you might wanna go back and use your big brother lines/

and on the reals you ain't even worth a sixteen/

that why I got you sisters and yo mom all on my team/

you ain't a champ you a chump/

don't get yo head bumped/

cuz you gon get ate like star jones's lunch/

now that you have been mistreaten and badly beatin/

you gon get crushed like a chair at a hippo meetin'/

I'm half your age but got twice the skills/

but if you keep sayin you real then you gon get killed/

if you went to jail no bail cuz you broke as hell/

but I'm free tomarrow if you wanna learn how to spell/

Cuz this guy became a sperm donor so he would feel less guilty about jackin off

Like "Well before this, no woman wanted sperm it was worthless"

"But now Im makiing a difference, this sh*ts got a purpose"

This nigga wanna be gangsta so bad, he swear he run 50 deep

Say my earrings is fake, well thas cuz ya bitch is cheap

No matter I'll still f**k you bitch in yo house

Use yo pillow to muffle the screams from her mouth

Wipe my sweat wit yo towel

Let's see if u still like that bitch now

Nigga u's a nobody, wit no weight in tha streets

Nobody wanted his autograph so he settled to givin it to tha police

Talkin bout how he quick to violence

And how he got beat in his trunk...nigga please u little u dont even got a license

And I seen ya resume, this nigga come wit more written verses than tha Bible

Fake ass wack ass cheesy ass nigga u should be on American Idol

U lost to pmp

now u lost to me

Freestyle champion? No nigga u jus lost ya seat.

 

 

 

 

I gotta give you props for even lasting two rounds/

But you still going down/

ready to get clowned by the king of the town/

I put yo face in the gound till yo eyes turn brown/

and you if you think I'm whack then B***** nigga ask around/

this nigga think he raw since he ripped NDG off/

but I think you lost/

cuz pillows ain't even this soft/

you better get a hunch cuz you gon get jumped/

and yo girlfriend told me that you just got dumped/

me and money go together like yo mom and stomach pumps/

I would tell you to hop off my **** but I forgot you can't jump/

you think you raw just cuz you stole my rhymes/

cuz my nine will get you clapped 99 times/

look at this fag and the talent he wishes he had/

he mad cuz he wanna be me so mad/

get at me and you can get yo nose pushed flat/

start beet with a G why you wanna do that/

U begged me to battle I said we can do that/

I get Paul Wall on the track so we can chop and screw that/

I have you face full of bumps when I pull out the pump/

and make you crew fall out just like like you mama's fronts/

take a picture and maybe some body will get with ya/

but I been getting girls you can ask yo sista/

but u can't jock me or knock/

haters wanna block me and say I'm not hot B/

they mad cuz the not me/

mad cuz i'm c*cky/

keep sayin the chain sloppy when the bling so rocky/

but I ain't even hot B you just gon flob B/

you can continue to knock me but you still can't stop me/

once again I'm the cat with the cashflow/

I ain't signed but I can hook up with diddy on the next calabo/

you ain't never prepared but me pimpin I stay ready

when I hit u be looking like you was slap boxin with freedy..kruger/

try to battle me you must be somkin buda/

or maybe you just drunk like beer in a cooler/

but I've seen more power in my lil sisters motor scooter

 if you ain't no friend or kin to me please don't pretend to be/

I'm sick and ain't a doctor in the world with a remedy

 

Hot stuff from Lil G.

 

Yo I won this one by far but props to da boy Suffle he sick but I won and I don't want nobody tryin to make excuses I got mad respect for King and everybody else on this site but I want my props I ain't trippin just saying know what I mean

 

Oh yea...IM BACK!!!

Like murda ma$e in this bitch/ and my whole station equipped/ wit sh*t that'll rearrange ya face and ya lips/ Intimi-datin as sh*t/ Like voodoo's facin u bitch/ So duck and vacate while I vacation inside of ya bitch!   n****!!!