10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 Oh New podcast alert Me and Tony Yayo The Real Report Show The Valium Oh, we get to that bag Let's go Happy New Year It's the unit 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