Cassidy

Cassidy - How Many MCs lyrics

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This hip hop right here, duck down

I know all y’all young boys don’t know what the fuck this is

But I’mma bring it back to life

Let’s get it

How many? I’m not gonna allow any

Body they come try me, I’m wild, you crowd friendly

I’m probably on the molly, that loud and wild Henny

Who get her? Nobody!

Like bitches that’s wild skinny

I shit on dudes, move all the balls in me

I’m battle rapping like rabbit from 8 Mile in me

Yeah, but I’m from Philly, I come from a wild city

Since a child it was like shorty wild has stopped gritty

Now I walk around with the 40 cal’ semi

If it’s beef, grip the piece that could make a cow semi

You guessed it, I’m not the one to mess with

I could grant it if you got a death wish

I’m finger fucking the gun, the trigger getting sexually molested

Get the message, not Twitter, nigga, I’m reckless

I get rid of niggas spitting stuff like this

So how many MCs must get dissed, yo?

How many MCs must get dissed?

How many MCs must get dissed?

How many MCs must get dissed?

How many MCs must get dissed?

How many MCs must get dissed?

How many MCs must get dissed?

How many MCs must get dissed?

These niggas must get this

Every song I drop, they call it a diss record

‘Cause the bars so hard the rappers feel disrespected

I’m the truth, prick, just accept it

You can never call my bluff like your phone got disconnected

I’ll get your bitch up and strip her naked

She got my dick erected up, put on a Magnum so my dick protected

I made her come so many times I broke a freaking record

Man, I had her wet as the Niagara

I popped a molly but she probably thought it was a Viagra

The beer was more than soothe, you would think I’m water proof

When I beat she came quicker than a quarter new

I pound, I put my sons and my daughters down, shorty through

Every song that I record is due

When I rhyme my rap, cats be like “let me sniff a line a day”

Ain’t nobody got time for that

They be saying “Lord Jesus, I survived” every time I rap

How many MCs must get dissed?

How many MCs must get dissed?

How many MCs must get dissed?

How many MCs must get dissed?

How many MCs must get dissed?

How many MCs must get dissed?

How many MCs must get dissed?

These niggas must get this

These rap cats better play the game

‘Cause if I snap and kill you on a track you gonna stay dead

I got a hot flow, I jumped off Picasso

And niggas telling me that I sound better than J did

Yo, I say punch lines that’s unforgettable

So me dissing you will make your life miserable

What you tryna get into? I ain’t hospitable

But I’ll spit at you and hospital you

Now they admitting you and I say you ‘cause you in critical condition

Now listen to these next two syllables

Fuck y’all, your fucking bars is pitiful

If I ain’t rap cats wouldn’t have shit to listen to

Even your fans getting sick of you

They be tweeting you like “damn, I ain’t bullshitting, bull shit on you”

I don’t care if we get along or not

You pop shit then you gonna get dissed in the next song I drop

How many MCs must get dissed?

How many MCs must get dissed?

How many MCs must get dissed?

How many MCs must get dissed?

How many MCs must get dissed?

How many MCs must get dissed?

How many MCs must get dissed?

These niggas must get this

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