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

The one boss bitch, not on that horse
Honey, I wanna with money, I'm all for it
Speak the raw shit, they on the quick
Prepare to be if you think I'm a poor chick
Got off the wall shit, who could be 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, ramble on, get my gamble on
Ceram' handle arm, while y'all on

Want to It's on, I'll take you on anywhere
I'll you on a bus, on a boat or up in the air
I'll take you on with the gat, I'll you on, on the track
I'll take yo' ass on a trip and you never come
Though this a freestyle, these styles free
When I'm done, better believe, got a pile for me

cha know about 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 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, keep rap strong
Talk but don't act on, you rap on
(Say what?)
I speak facts to beat clacks and lead
that, relax, feedback? Keep that
Betta back, never see me slack

your kneecaps, then have you do three laps
Tryin' to see half a mil, y'all dingy stacks
For weed in sacks, Tote, ki's to
Wonder why can't keep they eyes 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, why you not a threat
know how you could be down too?
Cannot do, 'em say ahh, ooh
Been through it, put too much it
And so long, I ran out of pen fluid

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

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

Babe

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

Babe Blue, livin' loca, I crush all small hoes, what?
My go to the store clothes is better your wardrobe
You ain't seein' mine, I right in the club
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 spit raw
Timbaland got beats, what you talkin' shit
Forget yours, and Blue, comin' through
Bystorm, Z Man, tell me you gon' do?

What cha about 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?

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

It ain't

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

You wanna get the degree, 'cause you never 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 about this, ha?
You know
show you 'bout this, ha?
We gon'
We go without hits, ha?
Get the
You can never this, ha? Ha?

What cha know this, ha?
You know
Lemme you 'bout this, ha?
We blow
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)

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