So Many Rappers In Love

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It's so many rappers in love on the radio It's so many fake ass thugs on the radio Listen up motherfuckers This is Mack 1-0, to all these niggaz on the radio simpin to these hoes What happened to the thugs drugs and G hits? Talkin all the soft shit just to please a Biz-Nitch And some of y'all is street and know the gangsta mode It's like this, fuck a bitch And that's the G code We used to sell raw kill and give toe tag Now ever since 9-11 rappers wave a white flags But me I keeps it gutter just like before I'm a warrior so I stay prepared for war Ain't nuttin wrong wit spoilin a bitch especially if you got it Her suckin you you fuckin her Gettin freaky and earotic But if it ain't ruff it ain't me And I refuse to turn R-A-P in R B You went from hardcore to pop Just to be on top I give Cool J his props and that's where it stops Connect Gang Nigga It's so many rappers in love On the radio It's so many fake ass thugs On the radio It's so many rappers in love On the radio It's so many fake ass thugs On the radio The pussy gets cream Real niggaz ain't simpin Oh noooo!! I'm sick of niggaz trick niggaz throw my radio in a ditch nigga, cause all I hear is bitch niggaz Fake ass R B thugs in hot as sweaters, with bullshit messages and tight ass vests Fuck hip hop, y'all need to call it simp hop Sock that bitch in the back of her head and take the cock Hoe shut up, I'm bout to load the fuck up And if I hear another nigga in love I'm throwin up Load it up, pick the gun up I'm fed up, cause radio with wimp bitch men, I'mma fuck you snuff heads up Soft niggaz get the gay channel when I slap an R B thug off his motherfuckin piano DJ's need to let the ghetto back in the club There's too many fake ass thugs, too many rappers in love Mothafuckers stiff pussies It's so many rappers in love On the radio It's so many fake ass thugs On the radio It's so many rappers in love On the radio It's so many fake ass thugs On the radio You used to be hardcore What the fuck you lookin hard for nigga standin on the park fo' Wit yo golf club rappers Get off drugs, extasy is turnin niggaz into soft thugs Wit all these promises showin straight bitches where yo mama live I know what time it is I'm the game lord here to punish you For lyin to every bitch that your runnin to Tryna show every hoe how fly you are You's a motherfuckin fool if you buy the bar I'm buyin two drinks fuck you skanks Both of em mine what chu think I gets full of liquor pound a stripper You gets drunk nigga pull up wit her Drivin yo shit like it's her shit Under the surface you like her bitch Make a nigga sick to his stomach It's so many rappers in love On the radio It's so many fake ass thugs On the radio It's so many rappers in love On the radio It's so many fake ass thugs On the radio A 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