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You see? I think it's for me put it down
For my females, ha, hah
I'ma let my shine on this track
You see? I ain't biased, I racist either
So I'ma let uhh, bring it in

The one boss bitch, not on horse shit
Honey, I wanna score money, I'm all for it
the raw shit, they on the floor quick
Prepare to be if you think I'm a poor chick
Got off the shit, who could be more thick?

Plus I can flip, up or flatten out four bricks
As for the mic, I can break out or either bless 'em
My style is my own and a shorty test it
So y'all, on, I'ma get my gamble on
Ceram' handle arm, y'all scramble on

Want to battle? It's on, take you on anywhere
I'll take you on a bus, on a or up in the air
I'll you on with the gat, I'll take you on, on the track
I'll take yo' ass on a trip and you come back
Though this a freestyle, these ain't free
I'm done, better believe, they got a pile for me

What cha know this, ha?
You don't
show you 'bout this, ha?
We gon'
We go without hits, ha?
Get the
You can doubt this, ha? Ha?

What cha about this, ha?
You know
Lemme you 'bout this, ha?
We gon'
We go without hits, ha?
Get the
You can never this, ha? Ha?

Y'all go and yap on, I'ma keep rap strong
Talk but don't act on, you rap on
(Say what?)
I facts to beat clacks and lead tracks
Heed that, relax, feedback? that
Betta ease back, never see me

Break your kneecaps, then you do three laps
Tryin' to see this half a mil, dingy stacks
For weed in sacks, Tote, ki's to
Wonder why they can't keep eyes off me?
Y'all ain't 8, I'm a dime plus 3

Got a 6? I got a stack, got a I got a jet
Got a clip? I got a tec, why you not a threat
Wanna how you could be down too?
Cannot do, 'em say ahh, ooh
Been through it, put too into it
And so long, I ran out of pen fluid

What cha know this, ha?
You don't
Lemme show you this, ha?
We blow
We go without hits, ha?
Get the
You can doubt this, ha? Ha?

What cha about this, ha?
You don't
Lemme you 'bout this, ha?
We blow
We don't go hits, ha?
Get the

Blue

Y'all chicks assed out, Blue's here
Shook out your mind 'cause my debut's
All y'all chicks see me when you master yours
I surpass you whores then I smash your
Shorty, don't get hopes high, praise the most high

Babe Blue, livin' loca, I all those small hoes, what?
My go to the store clothes is than your wardrobe
You ain't seein' mine, I walk right in the
You one of chicks that be in line
Me? Studded out, ice out

Bitch, you nice, please, cut it out
Bronx to the death, we spit raw
Timbaland got beats, what you talkin' for?
yours, Moch' and Blue, comin' through
Bystorm, Z Man, tell me what you do?

What cha about this, ha?
You know
show you 'bout this, ha?
We blow
We don't go hits, ha?
Get the
You can doubt this, ha? Ha?

What cha know this, ha?
You don't
Lemme show you this, ha?
We blow
We don't go hits, ha?
Get the
You can never this, ha? Ha?

It over

Y'all chicks talk a lot, now you hate me?
Moch' and Blue, Cagney and
Start the biddin' at 1.2
We gonna show all of y'all one joint do

You wanna get the degree, 'cause you never heard of me?
See thugs murder me, deep burgundy?
Hell, nah, see I'm tryin' to get my ma
But chicks didn't know, so I had to tell y'all

What cha know this, ha?
You don't
Lemme you 'bout this, ha?
We blow
We go without hits, ha?
Get the
You can never this, ha? Ha?

cha know about this, ha?
You know
Lemme show you this, ha?
We gon'
We don't go hits, ha?
Get the
You can doubt this, ha? Ha?

Doubt this, uh, uh, uh,
Let it ride, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Tonight, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
(1 2 live)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
(1 2 live, baby)

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, 1 2 live
What, Uh, uh, uh, uh
What cha know this, ha?