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The Real Report Show
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Diddy beat that Rico
Diddy lucky they couldn't prove it
But the prosecution still charged Diddy with prostitution
He got 4 years because of Cassie
That was his main bitch, she enjoyed them freak offs
These bitches ain't shit
When she testified we heard too much extra shit
He like rubbing other niggas semen on his chest and shit
Gotta say pause man, that shit sound nasty as fuck
He had a mask on in the room
Watching Cassie get fucked
Somebody tell Diddy that's a no Diddy
Jay-Z lawyer said Jay-Z barely know Diddy
I know that jail time stressing him
Then that documentary dropped on Netflix called The Reckoning
When he heard that shit drop he probably dropped to the ground
50 the definition of kick a nigga while he down
Documentary was diabolical
It ruined you
They try to say you made Biggie pay for his own funeral
Lil' Rod don't want to party with Puff no more
He said he used to wake up after the party feeling sore
Shit crazy man, too much messy stuff
He said he used to wake up next to girls or next to Puff
Sounded like he enjoyed all of that gay shit
If Puff would've paid him man he wasn't gonna say shit
He helped you get the album done
Y'all finished it, all you had to do was pay him
And you could've kept hitting it
Trust me he wasn't gonna say a thing
50 documentary did more number than Stranger Things
Cause that nigga Diddy was doing stranger shit
Playing with other niggas booty like it's okay and shit
Cassie out here getting sued too
By a sex worker that she gave her STD to
If he got it, you got it
Puff got it, y'all nasty
I really thought you was innocent but you not Cassie

Crazy, crazy, shit crazy
Crazy, crazy, shit crazy
I'm part of the holidays along with Mariah
What a coincidence, I did a song on Mariah
Y'all heard what happened, y'all know what happened
But y'all don't care, y'all still want me to talk about the shit every year
I'm part of the holidays along with Mariah
Every year, around this time we both be on fire

I can't do anything but acknowledge
That is a woman
That we want them
That you don't believe in
That is a woman

Niggas callin' Young Thug a snitch, and it's all his fault
Even though what he said in that precinct, that get used in court
Now he feelin' like Gunna, awkward as fuck
He ain't rappin', he was in that precinct talkin' too much
I tell y'all, whatever y'all want, just keep it on the low
That's what you said in the precinct before they let you go
Man, you heard Zach Worms, but just don't tell the world
Then you gave your number to that detective, girl
He admitted he did bad, he was in there like me on the podcast with DJ Vlad
Nigga, let your lawyer talk, you ain't supposed to speak
Then after that, all your jail phone calls got leaked
Niggas said Gucci gettin' soft, that shit was funny
Said the Migos and the Ram, they ain't makin' QC no money
Young thug was pillow-talkin' on that jack
He even told Mariah that P from QC a rat
Shit, I was in shock when I heard that
Then the other day, 21 Savage confirmed that
He said he told P he did bad to his face
P, it's time for you to speak up and talk about the case
Thug even talked about Lil Baby gettin' jerked
And P from QC did that, that was nasty work
Thug, you did a whole lot of talkin', buddy
You even told your girl that you think GloRilla ugly
He apologised to her, but it was fake
He even talked about Lil Durk, Future, and Drake (and Kendrick)
He went on Big Bang Summer, tried to fix it up
Lil Baby was ignoring his calls and not pickin' up
Fuck your respect, you talk too much
You might get him indicted next
Honestly, Gunna, young thug, sound like he miss you
Even him and YFN Lucci, deaded they issues
Real shit, I respect what they did, but we ain't deading shit if niggas shot up my momma crib
Now they doin' interviews, respectin' each other
YSL Woody mad they got a record together
Big Bang basically told 21 Savage
If Gunna did what Thug did, y'all wouldn't say he ratted
And that's real talk, nigga, this shit sad
Now they sayin' fuck the streets, cause Young Thug did bad
If a nigga did bad, he no good, that's what I be thinkin'
But when it come to Young Thug, it's elected politickin'
They movin' the goalpost to help Young Thug
If Gunna ain't no good, nigga, neither is young thug
They tryna flip the narrative on some other shit
Everybody get held accountable for doin' some sucker shit
Can't say fuck the streets after it raised you
Niggas rapped about it, look at all the money it made you
Okay, no more drug talkin', talkin' about shootin' shit
Tryna rap about goin' to school and eatin' fruits and shit
That's what Lil Boosie said and I agree with it
Go ahead and make a new album and not put the streets in it
I know it's not gon' happen, nigga, picture that
Y'all just tryna get that Gunna feature to bring y'all city back
Ask TI, sayin' fuck the streets is bad grammar
Niggas out here callin' y'all niggas Ratlanta
Damn

Crazy, crazy, shit crazy
Crazy, crazy, shit crazy
I'm part of the holidays along with Mariah
What a coincidence, I did a song on Mariah
Y'all heard what happened, y'all know what happened
But y'all don't care, y'all still want me to talk about the shit every year
I'm part of the holidays along with Mariah
Every year, around this time we both be on fire

Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby
I'm part of the holidays along with Mariah
Okay, let's stop talkin' secrets
What a coincidence, I did a song with Mariah
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby
Crazy, crazy, shit crazy
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby
Y'all heard what happened, y'all know what
Happened, but y'all don't care

Irv Gotti, passed away, but I'm G-Unit
Can't say nuttin' nice, 50 gon' be like, what you doin'? (What he say?)
Picture me sayin' that I'm just payin' my respects
He gon' be like: No more tours, no more private jets
And honestly, I gotta feel him
Irv used to hang around them niggas that tried to kill him
Can't expect 50 to show no sympathy
If it was the other way around, Irv ain't have the same energy
Meanwhile, Ja Rule got a hundred guns, hundred clips
Got punched in the face at the Barclays ain't do shit (haha)
He was on his way to the stage when he got snuffed
It happened so fast, Fat Joe couldn't break it up (he couldn't)
You know that lil' video y'all saw was after he got knocked out and got up off the floor (God damn)
First he tried to say Tasha K was cappin'
Then he had to come out and tell the truth about what happened
But nobody care what Ja Rule got to say
He an example of a nothin' beats a Jet 2 Holiday
Found out Summer Walker a crazy bitch
She ain't got no shame in fuckin' niggas that's in relationships
That's what she said, I'm just repeatin' it
She out here fuckin' niggas for money like she in need of it
She too successful to be actin' like a slut
Told Rich the kid to save her number under Pizza Hut
I couldn't believe that shit
Hope Summer Walker know one day her kids is gon' see that shit
So disrespectful, pardon my manners
Just found out Karrueche gettin' fucked by Deion Sanders
Cardi B and Nicki beefin', poppin' a lot of shit
Disrespectful, they gotta learn to lead the kids out of it
This whole year though, Nicki been goin' viral
Wasn't bitin' her tongue for nobody if she ain't like it
You know when girls get mad, they don't give a damn
She put funny pictures up of Jay-Z on Instagram
And she just deleted her Instagram
For supportin' Donald Trump
She had lost like 10 million fans
She even picked on SZA, my favourite singer
She don't even bother nobody, Nicki, why you diss her?
Nicki don't care if people paintin' her as the villain
She still went on tour and made 108 million
Stefon Diggs and Cardi B had a baby
He got three other bitches pregnant too, he crazy
Baby after baby, now this shit can't be real
He got caught on the boat givin' three bitches pink pills
I know Offset stressed that nigga can't be happy
She really had a baby on you while y'all was still married
Sign them divorce papers and get it done with
Stop tryin' to get money out of her on some bum shit
Lil Meech stressed, know how much money he lost?
After Big Meech went and took that picture with Rick Ross
I was wonderin' how 50 gon' handle it
Oh, no more BMF show, that nigga cancelled it
Then they started sayin' that Big Meech is a rat
Crazy, only Tammy and Cuffy can speak on that
Ever since you took that picture, nothin' been the same
How you ain't know that Rick Ross nigga was a lame?
Come on, man, Officer Ricky a bozo
That nigga pussy, he be tryin' to use 50 for promo
That nigga do whatever to go viral I'm never surprised
Jim Jones told Joe and Jada he better than Nas
Said he had more billboard entries than Nas too
The lie detector test determined that was not true (come on, man)
He got more billboard inches than me though
But I ain't out here sayin' that I'm better than Jay-Z, bro
And you said my nigga Yayo broke, he not though
I was just with him eatin' smoked duck in Morocco
Had Escargot with the caviar pancakes
It be all type of exotic foods my man plate

Crazy, crazy, shit crazy
Crazy, crazy, shit crazy
I'm part of the holidays along with Mariah
What a coincidence, I did a song on Mariah
Y'all heard what happened, y'all know what happened
But y'all don't care, y'all still want me to talk about the shit every year
I'm part of the holidays along with Mariah
Every year, around this time we both be on fire

50 vs the whole podcast, let's rap about it
We called some niggas squatters and Maynard
Maynard put a curly hair picture of 50 up
Then the nigga Jim Jones layin' low called 50 up
Oh, he had a lot to say, he couldn't wait to vent
He was tellin' 50 how the nigga Jim Jones on rent
Oh, they recorded that shit, y'all heard him sayin'
They put Jimmy in a tight spot, he was forced to pant
Then they put a freestyle out all four of them
Fab shit was slick, but right now 50 ignorin' him
If he do respond, I might be on that song with him
Tell an engineer to punch me in when he done recordin' him
Damn, Dad still broke, Jay should help out
Last year it was his teeth, this year him and Kim fell out
He was on the Breakfast Club, Charlamagne called him broke
They start arguin', you can tell he ain't like the joke
That nigga told Charlamagne he not a man
He brought up the time, he got punched in the face and ran
Damn, always goin' up there, startin' shit
I'm surprised his teeth ain't fall out during the argument
Bobby was in Minnesota, he had a low fight
Yeah, niggas jumped him, but he fought back, he alright
Bobby threw the first punch, let's give him his flowers
Then he got his peace back in less than 24 hours
Max B came home, French went to pick him up
Got him some jewellery, then they went to go fuck the city up
Oh, the wave is back, Max back in his bag
Everybody was at the welcome home party that he had
Ain't no friends in this rap shit, I'm just bein' real
Niggas showin' Max B love despite how Jimmy feel
After 20-some years, he's still relevant
But the streets sayin' they want you to put out some better shit
3K Flock, man, he got 30 years
I was mad when I heard that shit, that shit hurt my ass
Look, I don't know what he did or didn't do
I just feel bad for him, he young, he only 22
Prize from the Fugees, gotta do 14 years
For some government scandal shit, but nobody cares
He was the least popular man by the whole group
Long hair and wide cleft was all he cared about, that's the truth
Pooch Ice, he home, nigga back like he never left
That first day, y'all wreckin' litters, runnin' up with checks
Get it back, the blood just went eight times platinum
Freeload Dirk, without Dirk, that shit wouldn't have happened
Make a stand, got Tory Lanez fans upset again
When they heard he got stabbed up in jail by a Mexican
They like, he almost died, man, he shouldn't be in this
She out here fuckin' Klay Thompson now, she don't even care
Big you got snatched up by the feds
They try to say he left a nigga out in the desert dead
They hit him with the Rico, they said he was controllin' shit
Then his son got killed, I wanna send my condolences
Try to hold your head, can't imagine how that shit feel
Bein' locked up in here and watch your son gettin' killed
High case, old father troll on his own son
That's why Deuce be out here sayin' the street's done
Crazy, crazy, shit crazy
Crazy, crazy, shit crazy
I'm part of the holidays along with Mariah
When it coincided, it's after the song with Mariah
Y'all heard what happened, y'all know what happened, but y'all don't care
Y'all still want me to talk about this shit again
Crazy, crazy, shit crazy
Crazy, crazy, shit crazy
DJ Enuff got fired from Hot 97
Did Funk Flex get him fired? That's the number one question
Flex went on the radio, but denied it
DJ Enuff still think Flex was behind it
I thought I had a brotherhood, guess all of that was fake
Flex was on the radio callin' Camilo a snake
You was out of line for that, what you gon' say next?
I know all them heavy-hitted DJs hate Flex
Flex said to Baby Funk, come on, release Simmons
The baby responded sayin' no, the fuck he did
Flex be buggin' out, I thought that was funny
He cleared it up, he was talkin' bout Baby from Cash Money
Hot 97, the topic of a lotta shit
Ebro got fired too, he said it was 'cause of politics
Drake was happy when he heard they let Ebro go
He put a axe emoji under a Ebro video
And he told him to die slow in the DM
Drake actin' like it's gon' be real smoke when he see him
Cam'ron and Jim Jones got beef again
Feel different this time, I don't think they gon' speak again
And Cam was beefin' with Omar Good
You see how stupid Cam had that nigga Omar lookin'?
Had him audition for a movie, a fake booker
For $3, 500 and Baby Boy took it
Me and Yayo got a weed dispensary, Yank Queens
It's called The Unit, powered by Endor
That's the team, they got Eric Adams outta here
He was a fraud, the new mayor of New York
Gave Mice on the job, pre-reported documentary
I call him, Bimmy Iraq, they interviewed Prince about it
He said the shit was a fact, Bimmy put a video out
Sayin' all of that's cap, you know niggas favour line
B, where that paperwork at?
Y'all seen what happened to Charlie Kirk?
God don't like ugly, ain't it funny how God work?
NEL Choppa out here, well, he chasin' clout
B for an NBA young boy, fuck that's all about
Both his baby mothers made him look stupid
They made a video to NBA boy Young Music
And they had his kids in the car while they taped it
NBA young boy ain't even have to say shit
I know white people sad, cause Sokoga died
But he was callin' us niggas, so we didn't cry
How we supposed to feel? He was a racist
Mad at his daughter for a black guy she was datin'
And Jake Paul finally fought a real boxer
He got knocked the fuck out by Anthony Joshua
That's what he get for beatin' up Iron Mike
He a hustler, but it's somethin' about him that alright
Lil Nas X got caught runnin' around naked
He on the same drugs that the nigga Joe Bunce takin'
What happened to Melissa Forrest? She was just lit as fuck
Joe Bunce don't need him no more, he makin' a million a month
Birdman got caught sleepin' on stage
I don't know if he was high or is it cause of old age
Rick Ross girl ain't wanna kiss him in public
She was like, nah, I can't do it, man, this shit feel disgusting
Rappers is emotional, I be exposin' them
Raleigh was mad at Kashina for not knowin' him
Ray J mad at J&B over a picture
For takin' one with Monica and not one with his sister
Grammy ain't say nothin' about that shit, mind you
Ray J just lookin' for an excuse to go viral
Come on, Ray J, we all know you a troll
You was just out here sayin' how Diddy took your bootyhole
People say the dumbest shit nowadays and think it's funny
Sukiana out here sayin' she used to fuck for money
That's embarrassing, that's shit that she shouldn't do
She out here sayin' Sweetie was sellin' pussy too
And this white girl tryna say Shannon Sharp raped her
Fifty million dollars is what that nigga had to pay her
ESPN fired him, Stephen A couldn't save him
I know he feel stupid, that white bitch really played him
Niggas broke out of jail, they had this shit on tape
I was in New Orleans, I was happy when they escaped
They locked everybody back up after that crazy shit
I was mad, I was really hopin' they get away with it
Especially the last one, I was hopin' he ain't get caught
He was arguin' with his girl, it was all that dumb bitch fault
Ray J got locked up, gotta stop that drinkin'
He pulled the gun out on his baby, mug on Thanksgiving
I be feelin' bad for people, they don't even be funny
Big Meets came home and fucked up Lil' Meets money
But Trump got ICE doin' all it should be illegal
They really lockin' up hardworkin' innocent people
All them Trump voters was out here goin' on a rant
Cause he was out here playin' around with people's bootstamps
That government shutdown affected a lot of people
Especially the lower class men, the government is evil
Aeroplanes crashin' nowadays like it's regular
That's somethin' else you can blame Trump for, et cetera
You know them Epstein fags finally came out
But it's a few pages missing that the people complainin' about
Bill Clinton and Donald Trump was all in them shits
It's like they had their own Jeffrey Epstein membership
A lot of new podcasters dropped, let me say this shit
The rookie of the year award goes to Joe and Jada shit
Oh, it's lit now, nigga, turn up the volume
Me and Yeyo got a new podcast, deal with the volume
Make sure you subscribe, like, and leave a comment
It's called The Real Report Show, we got the volume behind it
Heard it was money in this shit, well, let's go find it
We got the deal, it's Fat Joe and Jadakiss co-signed it
A$AP Rocky and RiRi had another kid
And he beat that case, he ain't gotta go and do it big
A$AP Relly out here lookin' like a dummy
All that tellin' for nothin', still ain't gettin' no money
Chris Sean Rock was lickin' on the nigga toes
That nigga Blueface cut her off when he came home
The NFL tried to hate on Shidor Sanders
Askin' him trick questions, but he always respond with manners
Fifth round draft pick, man, that was insane
He the only rookie to have a 300-yard passing game
Niggas got that Marlboro mentality, Kobe
They ain't get that ring yet, but they won that little trophy
Philly won the Super Bowl, they hit the jackpot
Cam Newton was on TV, smackin' the mascot
NBA young boy, fuck Kasanat, bitch
Now Kasanat got mental health issues and shit
I been goin' in for 18 minutes
I probably forgot some shit, but fuckin', I'm finished
Crazy, crazy, shit crazy
Crazy, crazy, shit crazy
I'm part of the holidays, I love my Mariah
What a coincidence, I did a song on Mariah
Y'all heard what happened, y'all know what happened, but y'all don't care
Y'all still want me to talk about this shit, hell yeah
Crazy, crazy, shit crazy
Crazy, crazy, shit crazy
Hidin' new brand
Strange gang
We gettin' to it
Ain't no money like we money