The Renegades.. Motherfuck this industry, God my enemies Too lame niggas shy to speak, so they find a beat it don't bother me But um, any nigga can't rap, get'em out ASAP, talkin' they trappin again Hop in the booth, been the truth, got proof guess who was the popular kid Theres me in the top, with the glock out, pop shots in the back of ya head aiming at your esophogus, no kind of *something* Damn, I'm so pissed off just a little, like a flow a riddle, let her ass cheek jiggle uh I'm a dog and I'm all in the middle, fuck her *something* got balls all what Damn I can't call up a nigga bust that real all of my niggas got a man but fuck that nigga, I'm anywhere like a sun passing'em god damn my so amazing, ask Renegades they can quote that statement Your bitch wanna have my baby, fuck you pay me (chorus) Okay it's money over them bitches, coffins go to them Talkin' your ass you gon' need a little more than those stitches boy done got real x4 any day you could be victimized, just pray and one day you see them heaven skies done got real x2 (Busta Rhymes) I dont really think you niggas get it, I'mma decorate your face kinda like nigga it's kinda real up in this motherfucker, I don't really think you really even should approach me nigga lay down motherfucker you ain't heard what i said, why you tryna play me nigga and now you wanna talk, I'm already by the door you stranglin,and really tryna choke me nigga tell that nigga that I cut a nigga til you see the white meat, but I don't really eat nigga it it don't matter anyway, cause you know about to lay up in a box in a cozy nigga it be getting kinda bad *something*, a dude be acting like he know me nigga and I had to let her go *something* eat nigga *something* make a strip down, bare, *something* nigga I know it's unbelievable, well bitch you better it *something* *something* if lookin like a ceremony nigga and I'm finished with them, then I go and get his little bitch and say blow me nigga I cry for your friend, why you tryna front when you got so much to lose the problem is that i'm the one that show you the truth, talk about you when a nigga get in the booth you niggas better know the deal when i come through better learn or your gunna feel shit done got real shit got real! (chorus) Okay it's money over them bitches, go to them snitches Talkin' your ass you gon' need a little more than those stitches boy shit got real x4 any given day you be victimized, just pray and hope one day you see them heaven done got real Yela got a deal shit got real, Yela got a deal (Yelawolf) Hold up, wait a did you say my name and offer me to drive up in motherfucker, park it like a Buick Regal You in need of, using needles, feel like you wanna up this dope or let me swerve in like a to the veins of the game on a unique *something* you a *something*