Cole - Str8 Slaughter (Shot Response)

[Verse 1]:
How the fuck you gonna say niggas don't know me?//
I got homies nigga, your "homies" are just a bunch of cronies//
I hold the forty on the block, you messin'? Get hit with the "Wesson"//
I work with steel like a "smith", you just like to squeal like a snitch// (did u get the punchline? .40 is smith and wesson)
Compare my victims to yours? It'll make you feel like a bitch//
Compare the snitchin' to yours? Then it's a different case//
It'll leave you with a different face, laying dead in a different place//
If we scrap? Just like your "flag", the battlefield will be "green and red"// (cuz ur arab & green = grove, red = blood)
If you diss me brother? The battlefield will be painted with christmas colors//
You an ugly nigga, you're only pulling hoes because you get paid, son//
The only reason you're still alive is 'cuz you ain't never get layed (laid) son// (getting laid, pulling hoes, get it?)
I fuck all your main hoes, while you lay low, you're gettin' played son!//
And you're the broke nigga, before, you couldn't even get your braids done!//
Ice poles? You a cold stripper, better off working at the Pig Pen, broke nigga//
NO respect on the streets, the real G's know you ain't pulled no triggas'!//
I'm a hard hit, nigga, you don't wanna be the one to start shit//
Because when I start to spit is when your heart starts to quit!//
Discard your shit, them rhymes was straight wack bars//
This nigga needs to back off, before I blow his sack off//
You working "soft", but yet this nigga is still "jerking off"// (get it? flaccid, not hard, double entreade, etc.)

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