1 What dont yall get off of my dick, I got an to do I spit a punch line now you get til 2002 I your type, get wild with a crew And get found powdery blue, you cant be to be you I get love a child with a flu, you dont want to battle me The from the crowdll be Ouuu Dont if you my age or old as my pops I got something for new beef that straight out the box Its nothing to bag your bitch, her holding my cock Doing laundry half naked my socks I know niggaz that I grew up with, that with the cops And got found beat the fuck up, with knots Brother up in school so I told him to stop Cause if the coach see your grades he holding your spot I got plans to leave my neck and hands frozen rocks So bitch watch when I pose on the block When my hit the top, its the rose or the drop Bring the weed and speeding on the road the wop Play hot boy and get a cold chop back quarter roll hole in your top The hoe love the way I put her toes in a Blows in her spot, middle finger rows your They say Im to to rhyme So niggaz want me in that newest wear Called design I vanilla to the chocolate kinds So I show up at parades, unless its for the march of dimes
2 If could kill, Id probably average a body a bar Beef I put air holes in the side of car Dro with smiley faces on the side of jar Blades put faces on the side of your jaw Im of the law, gamble throw trips on the floor Fuck a tour, I send you on a trip to the Im friends that borrow clothes, Quicker to draw, in velour a kid shoplift in the store You shouldve before, something hot slipped in the door Name Banks, hard your whore Im too much for one borough, yall can all get a piece of Beefll show up on your porch pizza boys gave me Fs so I gave the teachers noise Who ever a drop outd be on the beach with toys I got arms, two for fighting One for fucking, my other onell you ducking
3 I know why you mad, told I was hot didnt they Well cover nose I got a whole lot of shit to say You sound me, spit it in a different way You aint write no hits, nigga put your wrist Every time you see me, Im looking its picture day Im athletic, I dip dive, for the spray Im the best no surprise, buts, if, or I put DNA all up in your bitches How you eating when you skinny you sick with AIDS Beating me will never happen nick parades While you inhaling nickel bags, Im out a fifth of haze Im a be around when the forget the No free-bes, now you gotta pay me I niggaz like you, into baby butts And I aint DJ, but I you eighty cuts Nigga Im a grown ass man go battle lady