The BLACK MAMBA, The KING

Fuck that bitch, fuck that hoe
i aint got nothing to prove, i aint got nothin to show
ive been around the block a couple fuckin times
learned a couple tricks, saw a couple crimes
i have been dumb and i have been blind
but im a Black Mamba, im one of a kind
i got that kobe instinct, ill raise up and hit
fuck all them dirty bitches, thier my inspiration to spit
if you thinkg you got game, step onto my court
dont worry bitch ill make this game short
16 to 0 cuz my jumpers so wet
if you think you have a chance, step up place a bet
sick of these dudes talkin hard, talkin raw
soundin like that bitch that i use to call
christina, christine? im not sure which one
i would have gotten fucked if i gave that bitch a son
my life is now changed, my status is high
i got mad goals, my limits the sky
call me pathetic, but call my shit real
im just puttin words on tha paper, not tryin to sign a big deal
got money in my wallet, Js on my feet
the T tops camero, with the leather bucket seat
an intake in the front, duel exhaust on the back
put up your pink stick, or put up a stack
ima end it right here, and let it be known
that im the real KING, up here on my THRONE