Ok it's time. This lil Pedo in TLR probably about to get banned for posting pics of his 14 year old Cousin
And the nikka probably not about to post shyt anyway by this post.
So fukk him
Original beat by me
Lyrics
ok let's get it started,
king rod still the lion hearted
choose the topic,
this nikka defeat me that's retarded,
smoke him even if I come of lethargic,
been dusting fools since that that outside click,
don't even make me speak on that raise the bar shyt,
long spit,
like his chick when she sucking dikk,
you don't really want war with this,
wrong opponent,
this nikka rod sick,
take yo bytch,
you should have handcuffed her quick,
have that hoe on 7 mile,
jumping out of whips,
pimp game tremendous,
don't make me pull out the s tick,
yeah lil nikka you better off sticking to the lyrics,
even then you don't want it,
you want to battle for the crown,
well put yo money down,
we can go 12 round,
pound for pound,
big rod hit harder than lead rounds,
more dangerous than the d town,
eastside to be exact,
where we deal in head cracks,
mini macks,
and still ride in stretch cadillacs,
more venom than 12 cobra attacks,
you sure you want to battle that,
you won't get one quarterback,
like you recruiting for the razorbacks,
against a crimson tide,
it's a good day to die,
call my nikka mav and tell him once again it's time to ride,
ok let me see
lil gangsta or lil wanksta,
or is it blackbiebs,
I see you lil buddy
a lot of threads where you mad cause they call you ugly,
bytches compare you to a monkey,
and I know you a honkey,
funny looking C-A-C,
fukking with king rodney will leave you bloody,
lil bytch better have my money,
ain't a damn thing funny,
your rhymes too clumsy,
my styles you better study,
not quik,
but I way too funky,
you run when you see gals,
you are not bugsy,
face like a pit bull puppy,
and you dusty,
7 mile in this bytch
you can't touch me
so many tracks I can make a medley,
strong arm steady,
cold and I'm deadly,
nightmares you wish you was seeing freddy
yo cook and brook,
close the books,
y'all just got this lil nikka cooked,
I ain't the mobb but you shook,
check mate you fukking rook,
get a closer look,
you nikkas better listen to my hook,
hold up,
do you want more,
you lil attention whore,
you lost as soon as you stepped in the door,
you not hardcore,
you don't really want war,
that's the shyt that I was built for,
don't even talk about MO and that whore,
or the chicago slore,
without me the coli is a bore,
I'm the nikka that they come in the threads for,
from tlr to the booth,
I been the truth,
I'm giving your lil gimmick a boost,
you a ruse,
you ugly fukk
I'm known for getting them bytch loose,
like my name luke,
not gucci but I speak the truth,
get the noose,
firing squad M.O.P,
fukk TPC, SOHH ICY and TNT
you nikkas still can't fukk with me,
Big Rodney,
I'm your bytches dream,
been had 'em sucking dikk behind the scenes,
mugging mean,
counting green,
stay clean,
Motherfukker it's still the king.
@Lil Gangsta
nikka not worth it i dont respect him imma do dis shyt last minute
pretend i wasn't here
