Battle Rime's (Goldsboro Bobby)

You try to flip mad rhyme's and your trying to make your self sound ill/ You couldn't flip shit on the tumbling team I'm sick of your flow, and your weak ass dro/ If you think you can beat me, come on dog be for real you going against steel/ You keep on playing I'm a have to drill you in the dirt you wanna beef wit me and Lil Ceezy/ I'm rockin da Gucci fit head to toe I even got the gucci rubber in my doe/ cause I stay in your hoe/ Running you over wit the Honda Accord, then I'm a choke wit my cable cord/ I bet my bottom dolla I'll make your mom's holla