Cam'ron-Its goin down(Freestyle)-Jay Z diss

Who is it, Killa boo
Jigga what, Jigga who, he a mutha fuckin jigga boo
Playa hata I don’t play them games
You Got beef with killa, nigga say my name
You shy, he snortin raw, or they reported worng
My paper long I be on………..
The muscle muscle tussles I give
I got homes where you hide, I hustle where you live
So get the k’s im mister k, he fish filet
He only go to Marcy on Christmas day
You not Santa fuck clothes from bird off
For you murk off why don’t you drop work off
Or, sign a rapper from the burrow get of jeezy dick
And Rick Ross shit, but he a jerk off
I done dust a fried him, the fans must oblige him
Called the sandals slippers can’t justify em
We the bird gang, you a bird head
You do flip flops step up, hermes
I from the rap blocks the rats and have nots
Only G4 im on is a laptop
Got me over depressed, nigga hova a mess
Its G5 minimum or global express
Got dag (dag) WE livin in Baghdad
You got no style, dip inside the swag bag
See bad past, Benzes black jag
I’m tremendous my pants from sack sag
And the guns are imported and exquisite
He outta of retirement Jordan on the wizards