[Intro: Champ Diva]
Yo, yo, yo f** that
Turn all the lights on, son
Yo No, Yo No, what up my n***a?
Yo get this sh** right son
Yeah, like that, yeah, yeah, yo, yo
Uh, uh, I'm from the BX, check check it out
Channel war, ya'll
[Champ Diva]
Running with a bunch of criminals, ghetto related
Practice sk**s, I keep talking cheap, I'm X-Rated
All that playa hated, you out of line, you know the time
Once I blow, you get to hear what's on my mind
Nothing but Cash Rules, and more j**els for more fools
Then sleep, a statue too, keep my cool when it creep
It's off then to the hood, and I lie, for my thugs
That say, infered off the bud, no lie
k** stress with them highs, sometime, and smoke in July
Think of many ways to make a million, striking hits to make a k**ing
Rhyme appealing, mad hundred, American's most wanted, I stay blunted
b**hes fronting, get off my steeze
Don't reveal n***as, and love the taste of cheese
I know you feeling me, never think about my enemy
Peep my remedy, a lot of jealousy and envy
As I achieve, keep acting fiesty
Numero uno in this, number one, for you b**h
[Chorus 2X: Champ Diva (J-Boo)]
Yo, we rock from B.X., to L.A., to L.A. to V.A
To V.A. to Q.B. (you n***as can't see me)
Yo, we rock from D.C., to N.C., to N.C. to Uptown
To Uptown to Bucktown (ya'll n***as ducking down)
[J-Boo]
Nasty, lyrical, spit that sh** every day
I'mma keep coming back like Chucky from Child's Play
It's the return of the b**h, watch my style switch
Had ya'll chicks running when you get that Blair Witch
I got, lyrics for days, watch my style plays
Eat through that a** like a f**ing twelve gauge
With 24 shots, you know I keep it locked
I'm the hottest female spitting and I'm coming for you spot
Don't co*k block, n***a, hold your own
You f**ing with a pro, in this danger zone
Let off rounds, dick rider n***as hit the ground
b**h n***as start to run, when they hear the sound
You f**ing clown, ya'll n***as is actresses
Wanna be equipped, pull your gun from your mattresses
n***a what, you know how we do
Q.B. to the d**h, n***a, Venom is the crew
[Chorus 2X]
[N-Tyce]
n***as wanna hate, I got a top ten for that
n***as wanna date, I got a lotta men for that
But this end up for me to go around, hit up Connecticut
95 in a badder whip, or the cheddar grip
And I'mma get it, while the getting is good
Giving it up, for the folks, representing they hood
Cuz I'm a Carolina city swinger, I rep for those
Getting toared down on Henny liquor
I rock a show now for many figures, I holds it down for my skinny n***as
Slow down, so my head can't get any bigger
My aries is a mah'ucka, hit up your neighborhood Fudruckers
Spend money, love brother, I ain't the type of chick, stressing you once
Ain't no way, third finger, to the left of my thumb
You see me, with a dude, yo, the n***a my brother
I don't got no significant other, or eat
[Chorus 4X]