Eh yo drew, my mic up Cause I want motha fucka's to hear me I see you rap talkin' real slick in the magazines. I'm the same bitch man want and your best friend's a trina fan. (Hahahaha) bitches funny to me. (ha) You know what, I feel playin'
I'm in the air, I don't bitches' corny raps The baddest bitch is back. The bitch is back. What's Beef? Beef is the bitch titties looking like they sleep. Beef is when the clothes like dirty sheets Beef is when I you sell records just like I do. Now that's beef. What's Beef? Beef is these hoes say my name in the streets. Beef is when they fame last a few weeks. Beef is when I help you sellin' records just I do. Now that's beef.
My blades been sharp, My spades played with. This one, But nu uh this a game with this. And ima put some hoes to so listen. I dun seen alotta lame, but it's a shame this (uh) You see the is I used to like you, til' you start jumpin on the dick wit trick. And doing all of my leftover shit. Now you's a scam. (was up) you get the left hits. So bitch get on the band or get leftover bitch. I can't believe the baddest beefin wit this drunk ass A titty havin' fake Lauren hill ass bitch. You moved to Georgia you thought you aint hit no shit. Now you's mess hoe that's why cut you outta your own video. You dissin' for promo and me is a no no I'm the of breeze bitches a dough hoe But to the promo (yo) Ima still try to help you out And yah I'm talkin' Khia, dirty miss of the south.
Now what's beef? Beef is when the bitch looking like they sleep. Beef is when the clothes lookin' like dirty (bahh) Beef is I help you sellin' records just like I do. Now that's beef. What's Beef is when these hoes say my name in the streets. Beef is when fame only last a few weeks. Beef is when I help you sellin' records just like I do. Now beef. Yo and yo back. Bitch you know you was wrong, 'And Kang Wang' hoe, I aint even like that Oh was all of this just ova some I todl you my debut, best friends, I do 5 or 6. Enough of that, bitch I got some other to address About some pussy ass with ma name in they chest Sayin: 'Trina fucked Biggie now she fuckin' Lil' You niggas snitchin' on your records fuckin' up a name. You wouldn't do to a nigga, so why you do it me? You soundin' a hoe nigga, why you slanderin' T? Cause you's a cash money reject, a work soldier He with that boy and you gon end up in a coma. And what the waterboy he's a silly. Last I heard you aint from Philly. So nigga keep the bench warm and keep the playas handle the Cause you just for a deal but I'm just dissin' with the real.