IRod - RG's Finest lyrics

[Verse 1: RySarm] If your wondering who's Rysarm, well that's me My songs give you energy, vitamin b Like Dre I need a doctor I'm so ill, pray for me, like you at the alter I can see into your soul, like you at a mirror At first they didn't understand but now it's getting clearer And acting funny isn't getting you some money Don't be surprised if they say I'm the best Hitmakers, showing you the arm' like a vest Movin in silence, call it sign language Knocked my self out the dirt, Lord got a sand wedge Tried to be wack, but I failed The soul of my raps will get inside you, inhale Numbers will go up, like Ross on the scale I could be your mentor, give you a T.i.p. like jail Like the 2007 Pats, I prevailed [Verse 2: iRod] I'm a hit maker, no pitch taker Never tip the waiter Unless she blow me like a breaker I'm sicker than a pathogen I'm fresher than a bag of chips And I'm so dope I send you on an acid trip I grab the hottest b**h And ask who's a** is this Never fear the consequence Confidence is prominent If you wanna be GOOD Don't be consequence I'm blowin money faster Than Usain Bolt run f** trap rappers I wrote this rap for fun RySarms the man Id give my right arm for him RySarm ain't nuts He just wants a posse cut So everybody posse up And get crunk, f**ed up b**h what? Straight thug! [Verse 3: Grandfather] b**h you better get down You said you look like Shante But you look more like Kwame Brown Spread your legs and turn around Cause Ill tell you something you didn't knew Right after you, I gotta f** your mama too Yeah its like that, dont be mad Like mother like daughter You had to be bad I guess one day you will learn But anyway keep giving me rug burn [Verse 4: Dr_Super_Jesus] Bars like a prison shower Soapy and make you cower b**hes chase me like I was justen beiber Your time is up…parking meter Leader…ghenkis khan Stealing all yo girls, call me p**y don Getting high to get coins like Mario I spit expensive pasta, you got an Arby's flow Wondering ‘where the f** is my mom' Stay calm, she cam into my arms Now I'm sitting here eating chips CUT THA BEAT *eating chips* [Verse 7: M'Balls] Lemme tell ya, I'm a big boss I blow money faster than Rick Ross Finishes a burger with pig sauce [Verse 8: MC Rimmer] I ain't a fan of cheesy jokes But don't start calling me lactose I'm raping Heidi Montag with my GI Joes Redefining the meaning of real american heros This is the style you haven't done yet Original, so don't forget But you forgot, Gimme my cough drops I'll be Hip Hopping till I can't breathe Supersize the flow, the competition blown, peace [Verse 9: RedMasta] RedMastas always the best on the track Read my verse and haters fall back They mad cus all the cash that I stack I wish they they could die off or have a heart attack Or a hate attack or whatever b**h Your on that old sh** I think its time to switch [Verse 9+1: Ltgriff] Ayy f** dj khaled We tha best!! We gonna shoot you if you dont like us FLOCKA!!