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[Round 1: Big T]
Big Terrance!
Last time they gave you T-Top
Well this time you get the top T
That was an off T Top
T could've offed T Top freestyling off the top T
We've seen him tank Top, but it's about to get as nasty as you taking off your top tee
You think this the gate to getting your V-necks?
You better get you a Lacoste tee
They call T, "Hitman ain't battle him...what will it cost, T?"
"Beasley, before I rap, make me a correct offer, sir (officer)
That's the Rick Ross fee"
They talk about putting T in the grass
You better be working on a golf swing
Before they see T in a mask in Jersey
Clip sticks out like I'm practicing for a lacrosse team
We all scheme...then I ride through New York
Bang bang bang bang!
'Bout to blow New Jersey up!
Nah, I'm direct...I'd rather go to Suge's project steps
Start a fire on they block
Until the kickback get out of hand like Project X
The shit that I don't get? How you the nigga from Jersey reppin'?
But you the same nigga that disrespected a dead legend
Midwesters used to rock with you...Led Zeppelin
Now you get a taste of your own medicine...Excedrin
Left Surf and Ars to represent and you never went
It was hella Crips in the whips, Mexicans
Techs up in the blue bubble like iMessages
To make sure my man is good, we got nice etiquette
They would've respected it
But they almost went to jail for some shit these niggas saying
That's the shit from real niggas and bitches, it's these situations
Every time we see him its purple rags, "these niggas grapin'"
But you should have a Confederate flag
Since you like to leave niggas hanging
I'm saying...just to show you that a nigga nice
I ain't seen Suge leave niggas hanging like this since Vanilla Ice
That was light but I'm going to add some creativeness in
Suge thanks for the win...damn you leaving a nigga hangin' again
What's happenin' with Kannon and Ms. Gracie?
Why'd it hurt your self-esteem?
They gave Hitman Holla 15,000, they gave you 15....hundred
And we wondered if something intervened
Kannon paid him to be his bitch like Love Don't Cost a Thing
He be tough extra against (Th3) Saga and (Bill) Collector
But why you never pocket check Math or touch Sevah?
You still Baby Loc...cause in the streets you ain't did nothing ever
Like what type of shotgun Suge'll raise? Blood pressure
None ever, you wasn't a nigga with the mac
You wasn't the nigga when there was drama they sent to get the strap
They don't call you Shotgun cause the Mossberg sittin' in your lap
They call you Shotgun cause you was too big to fit up in the back
That's a fact!
Another fact: niggas ran in my crib, took the gun, cocked it back
Took everything you got from rap
But I'm still here today and I thank God for that
So Suge...you think I care about getting my pockets tapped?
Go ahead tap my pockets...all it's a go
Y'all it's a show, cause when they rob you for real you all on the floor
So a nigga tap my pockets and I walk through the door
Tap my pockets then, he won't tap a nigga's pockets no more
Fa sho', as soon as he reach his hand out to check
"Get yo hand out my pocket" Brraow! Malcom X!
It's about respect!


[Round 1: Shotgun Suge]
Smack said I'm gonna line you up three, I said make it crazy
He said you got the bitch from Chicago
I know you not talking about Gracie baby
I know you want her but I got the guy T
But he ain't got nothing to do with it
But I'ma put you in it like you n I, T
I'ma deep-dish, fry T...you better go on a diet or die, T
I be on the block, playing cops and robbers with the jake
He be snitchin', type to land your man in a case
Head shot, he gonna die with his eyes open
He looking Sandra Bland in the face
But T, I'ma pull the tool on you
Let this Ruger spit now it drool on you
Let this K shine it'll split his DNA like 2 on 2
Hollows be eatin' his body like a mosquito
You had my name all in your mouth in the D though
This shot was given, a free-throw
In this case, I'm Michael Jackson...nobody ever talk about Tito
I'll regulate him like Warren G
All you do is pop shit...ain't no war in T
He the type to take shit back like a warranty
But no when you warrin', T
I'll take your bread like you owe Suge
Niggas die when they owe Suge, got your mother like "Oh Suge"
Have him hanging off a balcony like the old Suge
Buy your bag, get a bag that's porch play
Where I'm from everybody on the porch play
Money, guns, and drugs the Newark way
Man we bang for hours like a short stay
He talk that Chi-raq, 30 poppin' with the shit like he belong there
You from the South side old block Inglewood?
Man why you don't blog there? Cause you fraud there
Gorilla warfare...had him tweakin' on Twitter
Try beefin' on Twitter, I must be the man
Even Surf was meekin' on Twitter
But fuck that I'm on you, you a heavyweight
Good aim, make sure the Dezzi straight
Put the icing on him like a wedding cake
You react, I'll kick one of your fans like Kevin Gates
Hey Hitman, I do nothing for free
Fuck wrong with you?
I don't what Big T got paid for this battle
But everything he got is coming with ME!
I don't need y'all hyping my shit!
'Cause I'mma shoot the next nigga that say Surf write my shit!
Get him the fuck outta here!


[Round 2: Big T]
Yo, Suge, how's your day, my friend?
I ain't going to lie to you like them
Notice that I said "my friend"
You ain't been hot since 2010, all the way back then
I ain't seen a rapper fall off that long...since Eminem in "The Way I Am"
Speaking of them, them Detroit niggas wasn't looking happy
He was like, "Uncle Smack...how much I gotta pay them so they wouldn't get at me?
They'll whoop me badly."
I'm like, "Don't Suge got kids? Where's Suga family?"
So you getting pussy, tryna pay Trick off...
Ain't Suge a (sugar) daddy?
It's saddening!
Niggas was at his door for at least two weeks
Plot start moving - "Naw, who was that? We seen you peep!
Where's Shotgun?"
I don't know, but after we seen you beef
He went missing on purpose, like J. Reid in In Too Deep!
I'm like, "Sheesh!"
His baby girl's fine and so sweet
Seven-day bus pass: riding the whole week
She hide in those sheets like, "I'm tryna go to sleep"
But I'm too busy hitting (hid in) the spot like hide-and-go-seek
She a freak!
Fuck all that - she start throwing him under the bus
Like, "What they call him Shotgun for? The nigga ain't even pump!"
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