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