Watch Yourself - Leon King Ft. AB

F*ck a Manny i'm the- 
I'm the real that's who I am
We ain't pressed about no Za, we havin bags nah we ain't them
Oh he thinking that's that gang, that sh*t straight chips a group of friends
Easton had bout 6 gangs, that's a block bunny can't go like him

I ain't never ask my moms for a handout
yea i'm the one that go put her on 
I could promise you Five ain't stressing, i'm getting a rack just to troll ya phone
Tell that boy go eat that d*ck, ain't pressing the Five what the f*ck you on
How the f*ck you wan say that's block ain't nobody outside and nobody be home

Now let’s talk on the facts
Why your rappers still trap 
Nah the five really don’t get that 
This that grown get back 
Taking friend groups of the map
Sittin in queue ain’t the way you trap
Yea I get racks
Manny had walked in the club with no bag that sh*t too sad
East- Easton had walked in the spot, he tried to walk down on Esther but got no Mack
Adam the one with a b*tch, but she leave em for weeks then she go get thrashed 
Manny just cry and he mumble, he ain't got no bag no bro can't rap
I guess he ran outta money, he gave up the cat can't pay that tax
Yea i just came outta pilly, to a brand new  rack and my b*tch throwing a*s

F*ck a Manny i'm the- 
I'm the real that's who I am
We ain't pressed about no Za, we havin bags nah we ain't them
Oh he thinking that's that gang, that sh*t straight chips a group of friends
Easton had bout 6 gangs, that's a block bunny can't go like him

Yea East tried to recruit Five, cause MannyIAM can't put them on
I could promise you Five ain't stressing, i'm getting a rack just to troll ya phone
Tell that boy go eat that d*ck, ain't pressing the Five what the f*ck you on
How the f*ck you wan say that's block ain't nobody outside and nobody be home

Manny had copped him a house, and his b*tch left him and then took his home
If this music scene took real talent, i don't think that lil Manny a really be on
I ain't gon say too much bout the rest of the group cause them boys ain't known
Now let's talk on the facts, you only got that check cause the scene that Five stepped on

Now let’s talk on the facts
Easton ain't got your back, said that's bro but don't know your tracks
We gon talk on the facts
If you was carrying talent your label would say don't trap 
Walk in the club can't drop no racks
Hop on the beat can't run the track
Oh he tryna creep through the backdoor, whenever i want ima smoke that pack

F*ck a Manny i'm the- 
I'm the real that's who I am
We ain't pressed about no Za, we havin bags nah we ain't them
Oh he thinking that's that gang, that sh*t straight chips a group of friends
Easton had bout 6 gangs, that's a block bunny can't go like him

I ain't never ask my moms for a handout
yea i'm the one that go put her on 
I could promise you Five ain't stressing, i'm getting a rack just to troll ya phone
Tell that boy go eat that d*ck, ain't pressing the Five what the f*ck you on
How the f*ck you wan say that's block ain't nobody outside and nobody be home

FiveIAM! (Diss)

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Apology Ft. AB ( Prod. K1 )

Now I got a few things imma get off my chest
I dont care about the rest I really been going insane in the game bitch I know I'm the best
It's too much dirt on my goddamn name but I got the receipts so you gotta confess
And I got shot in the back by the people I'm loving the most why I got on a vest
OK OK OK OK
Took way too much just to get this shit outta me
Laura Delucci is paying for votes in the music awards and the shit really comedy
She really too worried about losing to Naldi and losing to five she can't do that shit honestly
But I know right now if I had my name on that goddamn ballot you know she ain't topping me
OK OK
After dropping this song then she'll prolly start poppin me
You paying them gangs to vote for you then pay em to shoot cause you know I keep glock with me
When it come to the best rapper in the city tryna hop onna beat then ain't nobody knockin me
But I'm just a dude that's calling you on the shit that you do you gone call it misogyny
And bakes why the fuck would you test me
You smile in my face tryna act like we besties
You chatted with Frank and told him I wrote a whole diss about him why you tryna be messy
It really sound like you want him to press me
But I stand on my own and can't nobody check me
I was keeping it cool but now I'm receiving this news, so no we can't kick it like Messi
Baby Emi gone talk about everybody in her life just to get some affection
She rocking that flag, so when she start popping her shit she can hide behind them for protection
And she dated like 800 dudes in the city
That pussy burnt out it need an inspection
Keep dissin on people she really projecting
She too insecure out of fear of rejection
Like wait can I get an objection
Now I see why this girl getting treated like a peasant
All that shit she be talking now everybody changing they name from Akuma that shit get depressing
But it's crazy she never addressed it
But the bitch too dumb she ain't learning a lesson
She making no money from talking that shit that she do all day need a better profession 
I might get out my body
He be treating the streets like this shit is a game he got sent to the lobby
And the way that I murder these rappers on beats you can put me in cuffs I'll go down for a homi
I ain't here to bring peace lil bitch I ain't Ghandi
Got your bitch in the back of the club tryna ride me
They prolly gone shoot me down after dropping this song but I don't give a fuck they can find me
I ain't ducking the beef
If Laura gone cheat an award why the fuck would she ask for a feat
It's really too sad she work at that label
She make em look bad, she make em look cheap
And bakes I really seen you as a brother
I'm willing to talk and hear out your piece
But I promise next time you mixing my name in some drama it's finna get further than beats 
And you know I keep piece on me
I be popping my shit I can't be lowkey
My momma just carried that business but now that she not even there fuck CoC
Now I feel bad for the employees
When the people above get too hungry
When they can not control you they go out they way to destroy you I promise just take it from me
I ain't one for the lacking
I'm the type to hop out in the action
New K and I don't gotta pack it
Naldi got banned for freedom of speech
Somebody please take the casino from Astrid
These gangs be going out bad
You don't look tough cause you just got a flag
If you gotta member inside of your gang putting bunny ears on put that boy in a pack
Cause he really look whack 
If you jump in my face with that UK accent you finna get smacked
Cause I know for sure when you came out the womb in that country you from boy you don't got a strap

The Villain Freestyle (Diss)

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