Yeah here we go, just go the flow I wanna say something about girl I know She to play me out, though, check it out
I dedicate to the girl I hate It's a piece of my mind rhyme put on a So yo, go ahead swinger, I'm putting up my middle I'm not sad or mad, I don't feel You're not all that fly to play the role I had girls that looked better on the hoe Working patrol, you know what I mean? I get and still wear Jordache jeans You thought your drug-dealing man was much Because he always came and got you in a Jetta Or an Audi, a Benz, or a You think G. Rap was going that far I'm to tell of, because you thought I fell off And now if riding the tip, just get the hell off You wanted to leave because you didn't that I would achieve Cause you had up your sleve Perhaps you might thought I'm a dreamer with a fat head Now you're stuck with a from a crack head Come to my shows, you to check to see if I wreck it The only record your man got is a jail I know you like him a lot because he's a big The picture you got is his mug shot I'm on a label with well singers in it Look, your getting booked and fingerprinted drives a Benz from state to stae By the way, who made his license plates Thought I was finished, down, through the blues a hundred dollars, go buy some new shoes Go ahead good looking, you can keep >From my I'll never get my title tooken So you got a little 9 to 5, so What do you do for a living, slice cold You slick, but you know every Tom and Dick You're more than a chick from a porno flick While you floors, I go on tours >From me, G Rap, yo, truly
(Yo G man! You should diss her man. I he's a homo jimmy man!)
Listen up money, or I say honey? looking more sweeter than a Playboy bunny Fingernails filed, your hair is And the gear that you looks hot and wild says is he, some kind of sissy? Your name was "Moose" but now call you "Missy" Night or day lights, you for the gay rights I thought you would stay bright, but now you wanna play men, and Len, your real close friend But you wouldn't be his friend if his didn't bend You're not a lady dear, you're a and a queer Berrettes in your hair, bamboo in ear Running in cars, hanging out in your eyes to guys that wear bras Skintight and even kneehighs try to lie, sugar, I know why In the bathroom, spraying on perfume Stuffing t-shirt with two balloons You think about the opposite sex at all Instead of sugar walls, you'd rather have a Way in the days, you was as big as a cow But at you now, at jams you say "ow" A sex was a common as TB But today get VD in 3-D And that is called AIDS in case you didn't And the only blow I'm is this knockout blow Switching with bandana looking like Diana Ross me G Rap, yo, truly yours
(Hey yo, finish dissing girl, man)
Yo, do me a favor, and up a pen and pad And try and write the numbers of the men you've had So remember when putting someone else in check Go to the Wizard of Oz and get some Won't say no names, it might leave a scar I have to go that far, you know who you are And if you don't, then else does Cause all the fellas be me how good you was I accept a girl with a ruined rep I'm like a chef, I just cook up the stew and Off her clothes, like Moby Dick, there she blows She wanna throw like the girls from the peep Your man was large, but now he's kinda tiny And you run up behind me trying to get by me And in a year, I'll bet be on welfare Don't cry for dear, you put yourself there The way it looks, you'll end up in Playboy While your man is in snatching pocket books Bugging and mugging with a big 12 Starving so bad I can see his Yo, you used to me all the time that you would be a model Later in life, you're in a crack bottle So when you're begging on your because I'm clocking G's You'll be in zero degrees processed cheese Wearing Dungaress, yo I don't need a girl with broken hands his man's a woman beater So you get sores, from giving up drawers Remember Kool G Rap "Truly Yours"
Yo, I don't even know why you tried to me honey Now I'm down with Warner Brothers getting Bugs money (Word, now you wild females how G rap lives...)