T-rock My Little Arm lyrics

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My Little Arm by T-rock My Little Arm lyrics [T-Rock] Say dog, damn, what the fuck wrong with your arm That motherfucker all small and shit Damn, can you move that motherfucker? Why you just spinning that little metal piece around That's all you can do with that shit? [Chorus x4] It's my little arm, yeen know? It doesn't work, yeen know? And it won't fit, yeen know? Inside my shirt, yeen know? [T-Rock imitating DJ Paul] Damn T-Rock, why the fuck you gotta clown my arm and shit man? [T-Rock] Cause nigga, that's how the fuck it is And I'm telling everybody on how Lil Pat made all your beats Lil Pat made this beat, Lil Pat I'm finna rock this shit This how it's supposed to be [Verse] Ain't nan nigga outbussing me Every single opposition gone suffer defeat I'ma show you niggas what is a G When the funk jump off, bullethole put a slug in your knee Cause I'ma aim at your chest and neck Now you living off of life support, like check to check Every nigga try to flex I wreck Push a nigga mind back, with the Tek, try to recollect But he can't, laying in the pain, his rank, can't spit game Try to be above a mack and get shamed I'm throwing niggas off the plank, and get plank Gone off of drank and dank So gone on with the hype talk I'm with a click of motherfuckers bringing gats to a knife's talk I'm on point like a tight walk When a slug get to spraying, make his 12s turn the lights off I'll leave them stuck like starch nigga See the gats gone spark nigga, aimed at your heart nigga Ripping you apart nigga, I'm on point too sharp nigga You be diminished by a hard nigga All about the change, on the grind for the sacks and green Saving full of drugs, like sacks of green Motherfuckers get wrong, I'ma leave a nigga gone In the wind, caught him slipping like vasoline Pull the hammer back, aiming at your spleen Niggas better get saved, and confess to king When you fucking with the Rock, niggas busting at your spot So you better be on point with your vest and beam Better get life insurance like Mr.Serv Do a lyrical murder by using gift of words When I pull the hammer back, I'ma lay a nigga flat Niggas flipping CDs, like I flipped a bird [T-Rock] So it's your little arm that doesn't work huh? Ha ha, what's up with Juicy? I guess he just a gay motherfucker Well, you know what I'm saying, honestly I'd rather have a small arm, than just be a gay ass nigga But then again both of you motherfuckers gay! Bunch of gay ass niggas Rest of y'all niggas in Three Six, y'all niggas better leave the click Before they have y'all niggas trying to convert and shit Yea nigga, that's what happens when you fuck with the real nigga You exploit me, you diss me nigga, I'm at you motherfuckers nigga I'm exposing all the demons, all the truth Everything I'm saying on this motherfucking record is the truth nigga All you niggas thinking I'm just trying to make y'all laugh And I know it's funny as a motherfucker, yea Cause them some funny ass, bitch made, faggot ass niggas But all that shit true Fuck Three Six, and fuck that small arm ass nigga He aint nothing but a bitch Fuck that fucking gay wrassler ass nigga He the biggest bitch of them all Nigga, Vampire in Memphis ass nigga, like my nigga J-Love said Nigga fuck y'all motherfuckers nigga All you gone do is wait for your motherfucking brother to get out of jail and shit [T-Rock imitating Juicy J] Wait til' Project Pat get out of Jail Wait til' Project Pat get out of Jail [T-Rock] What about that nigga? He locked up right now nigga, and I'm fucking you niggas up!! Fucking your ass in the game Telling everybody about all the bullshit you was pulling I bet won't nann nigga, nann civilized nigga, sign with y'all punk asses Cause your motherfucking beats ain't worth all that nigga I'll keep jacking y'all punk ass Whenever I hear a beat, and you ain't rocking it right nigga I'ma jack your motherfucking ass Oh yea, Lil Pat made the shit anyway Lil Pat making all the motherfucking beats You niggas taking all the recognition I say Lil Pat walk in the studio And blast all you bitch made motherfuckers one day Then he wouldn't be in the wrong, cause that's what I wanted to do But instead, I left you hoe ass niggas Cause you fuck with me nigga, I'm at you I'll be done fucking, fucked one of you niggas up in the quickness nigga!! So whatever...you thinking I'm talking You think I'm just talking shit nigga, run up nigga!! Cause I'm packing mine nigga You get your ass blasted off the planet fucking with me nigga!! Area 51 for life!


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