So Many Rappers In Love

AquariusAnd my name is
LarryTheres so many rappers in love
On the radio
Theres so many fake ass thugs
On the radio
Listen up *********** as
This is Mack one o, to all these ***********s
On the radio simpin to these hoes
What happened to the thugs, drugs and
G hitsTalkin all the soft ***********t just to please a
Biz-NitchAnd some of all is street
And know the gangsta mode
Its like this, **** ******* a ***********
And thats the
G codeWe used to sell raw kill and give toe tag
Now ever since 9-1-1 rappers waving white flags
But me I keeps it gutter, just like before
Imma warrior so
I stay prepared for war
Aint nuttin wrong wit spoilin a ********** *
Especially if you got it
Her suckin you, you *********** her
Gettin freaky and erotic
But if it aint ruff, it aint me
And I refuse to turn
R-A-P, in
R and BYou went from
Hardcore to pop
Just to be on top
I give Cool
J his props and thats where it stops
Connect Gang
***********Theres so many rappers in love
On the radio
Theres so many fake ass thugs
On the radio
Theres so many rappers in love
On the radio
Theres so many fake ass thugs
On the radio
The *********** gets cream
Real ** *********s aint simpin, oh no
Im sick of ***********s, trick ***********s
Throw my radio in a ditch, ***********
Cause all
I hear is *********** ********** *s
Fake ass R&
B thugs in hot as sweaters
Wit bull ***********t messages and tite ass vests
*********** hip hop, yall needa call it simp hop
Sock that *********** in the back of her head and take the ***********
Hoe shut up,
Im bout to load the *********** up
And if I hear another *********** in love
Im throwin up
Load it up, pick the gun up
Im fed up, cause radio wit wimp *********** men
Imma *********** you snuff heads up
Soft * **********s get the gay channel
When I slap an
R and B thug off his *********** piano
DJs need to let the ghetto back in the club
Theres too many fake ass thugs, too many rappers in love
***********as stiff ***********s
Theres so many rappers in love
On the radio
Theres so many fake ass thugs
On the radio
Theres so many rappers in love
On the radio
Theres so many fake ass thugs
On the radio
You used to be hardcore
What the *********** you lookin hard for ***********
Standin on the golf course
Wit yo golf club rappers
Get off drugs, xtasy is turnin ***********s into soft thugs
Wit all these promises, showin straight
*********** where yo mama live
I know what time it is
Im the game lord, here to punish you
For lyin to every ***** ****** that your runnin to
Tryna show every hoe how fly you are
Yous a *********** fool if you buy the bar
Im buyin two drinks , *********** you skanks
Both of em mine, what chu think
I gets full of liquor, and pound a stripper
You gets drunk ***********, pull up wit her
Drivin yo ********** *t, like its her ***********t
Under the surface, you like her ***********
Make a ****** ***** sick to his stomach
Theres so many rappers in love
On the radio
Theres so many fake ass thugs
On the radio
Theres so many rappers in love
On the radio
Theres so many fake ass thugs
On the radio
Hey baby,
I used to be a gangster rapper
But right now,
I like flowers
I love watchin birds in the park
I love takin long walks in the park
I just love you
I love watchin yo kids
I love, I just love poetry
I love you