Tip

Hold it down, I'm steady on the ground

Ten toes, silly, never messing around

If they try to test me, let 'em know

Red nose pitty, ready to go

Gimme space or kiss the shell toe taste, yeah

Swell nose, face quick as Velcro, fast pace

Screaming hell no, reppin' C-Town

Where the weather's gritty, never back down

Ruger in hand, machete to the threat

Nightmare on your street, call me Freddy Krueger, yeah

Petty crew, Betty Boop, get ya juice up

Slot professor, whip it up, less is more

Who’s the winner? Truth simmer, let it bubble

Best take advice, flow like the river, humble

Run deep, rivers of wisdom, never stumble

Life's a hustle, stay strong, never crumble

Off the chops, measure the treasure

C-Town blues with a goal to better

Hungry like a house, you’re the dinner

So tell me who’s the winner, go, deliver

Simmers in the cut about to fuck shit up, light it up

Feel the flow, let your bitch erupt

Stay true, run wild, never corrupt

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