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

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

Plus I can flip, rough up or flatten out four
As for the mic, I can break flow out or either 'em
My is my own and a shorty can't test it
So y'all, ramble on, get my gamble on
Ceram' arm, while 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 take you on the gat, I'll take you on, on the track
I'll yo' ass on a trip and you never come back
Though this a freestyle, these styles ain't
I'm done, better believe, they got a pile for me

What cha about this, ha?
You know
Lemme you 'bout this, ha?
We blow
We go without hits, ha?
Get the
You can doubt this, ha? Ha?

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

Y'all go 'head and yap on, I'ma rap strong
Talk but act on, what you rap on
(Say what?)
I speak facts to clacks and lead tracks
Heed that, relax, feedback? that
ease back, never see me slack

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

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

What cha know this, ha?
You know
Lemme you 'bout this, ha?
We blow
We go without hits, ha?
Get the
You can doubt this, ha? Ha?

What cha know this, ha?
You know
Lemme show you this, ha?
We gon'
We go without hits, ha?
Get the

Blue

Y'all chicks assed out, Blue's here
Shook out your mind 'cause my near
All y'all chicks see me when you master yours
I surpass you whores then I your broads
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 is better than your wardrobe
You ain't seein' mine, I walk right in the
You one of them that be in line
Me? out, ice flooded out

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

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

cha know about this, ha?
You know
show you 'bout this, ha?
We blow
We go without hits, ha?
Get the
You can doubt this, ha? Ha?

It ain't

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

You wanna get the third degree, 'cause you heard of me?
See thugs murder me, blood burgundy?
Hell, nah, see I'm tryin' to get my ma
But y'all chicks didn't know, so I had to tell

What cha know 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?

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