Bigger Than Me

These niggas ain't bigger than me
 These niggas ain't Nas, ain't Jigga to me
 These niggas ain't Em, they ain't 50 to me
 You ain't Pun, you ain't Pac, you ain't Biggie to me
 These niggas ain't Crips, they ain't 60's to me
 These niggas ain't Bloods, they ain't dripping with me
 Niggas talking that shit 'bout the new generation, man
 Fuck these niggas, I'll slash your fucking faces
 You niggas ain't sold shit, not an album or a rock
 Pussy nigga putting rings on my old bitch
 Dick down the throat ass niggas, old ho' ass niggas
 Happy cause you went gold ass niggas
 These niggas ain't spitting with me, you ain't sicker than me
 Fuck out my section, you ain't sitting with me
 This for very important people, it's clear that we not equal
 Clear you niggas faggots, I'm the black Marshall Mathers
 Like ying, ying, ying on a motherfucker
 Who needs Hulk Hogan when you got Sting on this motherfucker?
 Less than five albums, Kiss the Ring on this motherfucker
 California throne and I'm the King on this motherfucker
 I don't wanna hear it – weak ass lyrics
 Crying on the hook, thinking we gon' feel it
 Old lost ass niggas, voice crack when you talk ass niggas
 Rolling blunts for the boss ass niggas
 I came in with 'Ye, Jeezy and boss ass niggas
 Your Freshman cover a whole bunch of soft ass niggas
 Tampon lyricists, evacuate the premises
 Mute BET cyphers cause I don't wanna hear that shit
 May you rest in piss, you fuck niggas
 Ayy Frank Ocean, go ahead and fuck these fuck niggas
 (Yeah, they fuck niggas) Ain't no 3 Stacks in your class
 Take your Top 10 spot and shove it up your ass, bitch boy
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 Niggas already fucked your bitch, you bitch boy
 And every time you kiss on that ho you suck my dick, you bitch boy
 And when you buy that ho a bag that bitch carry my bricks, you bitch boy
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 I was in the XXL, Red Chucks 'round my neck
 I was the G in the Unit, had Buck round my set
 Word to the Rhymes, had Busta Bus round my set
 Gave Whoo Kid a Glock in case they bust round my set
 I'm from Compton where that Glock can't fuck with that Tec
 That's on Bompton, 40 Glocc got socked in his neck
 This is Spawn in the flesh, you a pawn hit reset
 Five in the chest, I'm Makaveli the Don in the vest
 Don't say "What's up" when you see me, you a pussy nigga
 Strangé, fake ass Kanye, fake ass Weezy
 Fake ass jewelry, how I know? I'm at the pawn shop
 Nigga better off jacking Flav for his alarm clock
 Speaking of time, how much more 'til the Game drop
 So you can suck my dick and Complex can count my name drops
 I been the underdog, I'm cool in my dog house
 Fuck all these pussys, give me any name to call out
 Left Aftermath, Dre told me ball out
 Stunna put me on a private jet then we balled out
 Landed in Miami, met some bitches ate 'em all out
 Black Marshall Mathers, time to show 'em what it's saw about
 Ying, ying, ying on a motherfucker
 
 Ying, ying, ying on a motherfucker
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 These niggas ain't bigger than me
 These niggas ain't Nas, ain't Jigga to me
 These niggas ain't Em, they ain't 50 to me
 You ain't Pun, you ain't Pac, you ain't Biggie to me
 These niggas ain't Crips, they ain't 60's to me
 These niggas ain't Bloods, they ain't dripping with me
 Niggas talking that shit, 'bout a new generation
 Old emoji ass rappers, all their smiley ass faces
 Fuck niggas
 Frank Ocean go ahead and fuck these fuck niggas
 Yeah they fuck niggas
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 Ying, ying, ying on a motherfucker
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 Ying, ying, ying on a motherfucker
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 Ying, ying, ying on a motherfucker
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 Ying, ying, ying on a motherfucker
 Drop your single, I drop "Dreams" on that motherfucker
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 I should let my daughter scream on this motherfucker
 The industry soft, I should let Miguel sing on this motherfucker
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 Ride out
 
 Blood money, we gon' ride out
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 Ride out
 And don't think I won't send six niggas to your hide out
 Rich Gang