(MANS WORLD) A.R15 LUCIANO DISSSS TRACK Lyrics

August got that bounce, yeah City soldier but it's pussy in him

These days they say opps still adversaries, I can't let him try me

That's the first move Let him talk about Molotov cocktails

When the whip move, you fish food Shark in the ocean, I'm smelling blood

Speaking on my name, I'm fucking you up Come on, let's get gritty

I should've left this shit alone A minute ago, but it's getting tough

I guess you think I left the pen alone Come on, get down and book it

At the Addy, I should have him like Daddy Somebody else, I want to talk to you

In the alley, he don't look happy As far as this rapping, I don't think

None of you niggas fucking with me That's an invitation, so fuck who he brought in

With you falling with him, calling himself AR, never had an AR

Taking to the graveyard Walk with angels, take you off the radar

How dare you disrespect us? Niggas young without no manners

Beat his ass, and send him back to get some standards, this a man's world

Beat his ass, and send him back to get some standards, this a man's world

Beat his ass, and send him back to get some standards, this a man's world

Beat his ass, and send him back to get some standards, this a man's world

Gang, I'm calling beats

Beat his ass, and send him back to get some standards, this a man's world

If I said it, I meant it, nip it in the bud If I get it at the right time and change the

Fear of my climate

Got a yellow tape just for rhyming

Killer on consignment And bitch if you don't feel us you lying

I get to spitting disrespectful shit you bitching and crying

Like why you bring up my seeds? And why the heat feel the need

Speak on my personal life and how I move in the streets

Bitch you ain't got no moves, you pussy and sweet

Walk with the pallbearer, all error Should've ate you up, still sounding like

You pop That shit is sweet, you don't remember me

Bitch I was like your pop you forgot who you looked up to when it came

Through this shit I'm the one that made you think that you

Could spit Like when I gave you the gift

And even if you try to respond, I'm done with it

Ain't no on the beat, it's on the run with it

Tell them gang, gang did it And you been caught up in the grit now

I ain't figuring out the bitch your mama spit out

All that's got that bounce, yeah

Beat his ass, and send him back to get some manners, this a man's world

Stuck in that small ass town, popping off that gangster shit

Beat his ass, and send him back to get some manners, this a man's world

You ain't never been about that shit, Jordy

Beat his ass, and send him back to get some manners, this a man's world

All the shit that was going on back in them days

Nigga, you was a baby, nigga You was a teenager, nigga

You know nothing about this life, man's world

Back in them days, I almost fucked your mama, nigga

On my mama, nigga