The Renegades.. Motherfuck this industry, God my enemies Too many lame shy to speak, so they find a beat it don't bother me But um, any nigga rap, get'em out ASAP, talkin' bout they trappin again Hop in the booth, I've been the truth, got proof guess who was the kid Theres me in the drop top, the glock out, pop shots in the back of ya head aiming at esophogus, no kind of surviving *something* Damn, I'm so off just a little, like a flow with a riddle, let her ass cheek jiggle uh I'm a dog and I'm all in the middle, her *something* got balls all in'em what Damn I can't call up a nigga bust real faithful all of my niggas got a man but fuck nigga, I'm good anywhere like a sun passing'em god damn my flow so amazing, ask Renegades they can quote statement Your bitch wanna my baby, nigga fuck you pay me (chorus) Okay it's money over bitches, coffins go to them snitches Talkin' outta ass you gon' need a little more than those stitches boy shit got real x4 any given day you be victimized, just and hope one day you see them heaven skies shit done got x2 (Busta Rhymes) I dont really think you niggas get it, I'mma decorate your kinda like upholstery nigga it's gettin kinda real up in this motherfucker, I 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 by the door while 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 poultry fuck it it don't matter anyway, cause you 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 nigga strip down, bare, nigga I know it's unbelievable, bitch you better believe it *something* *something* if watch lookin a ceremony nigga and when I'm finished with them, then I go and get his little bitch and say me nigga I wanna cry for your friend, why you tryna when you got so much to lose the problem is that i'm the one that show you the truth, they'll talk about you when a get in the booth you niggas better know the deal when i come through learn or your gunna feel *something shit done got shit done got real! (chorus) it's money over them bitches, coffins go to them snitches Talkin' outta your ass you gon' need a more than those stitches boy shit got real x4 any given day you be victimized, just pray and hope one day you see them skies shit done got real Yela got a shit done got real, Yela got a (Yelawolf) Hold up, wait a did you say my name and offer me to drive up in this motherfucker, park it like a Buick You in need of, using needles, feel like you wanna shoot up this or let me in like a *something* to the veins of the game on a unique *something* you need a