f**, cause you're a who*e
Wha**up? Really nuttin - much~!
Yo, what?
The f**, sup? Nuttin much
Yo, yo
What the f** were you tryin to prove?
Tryin to disturb this n***a T3 groove see
I would prefer, all of y'all just to move
But every time I grip mics, you always in my face
I mean give me some space, but you don't, and you won't
Boy here's a pen pad, I'mma write down my number
For you, cause youse a f*g
I mean you must have a want for me
Time you grip mics, first in line for open mic
You're, all on my co*k rock you need to just stop
You're, all on my co*k, my co*k and in my rock
I mean stop the sh**, you s**in my dick
You rappin with me? You rappin with X
The crew, I don't think not
You at the microphone like your panties was hot
Just like you was a young girl givin up twat
Yo homebwoi, you need to just stop
Matter of fact, get off my dillz jock
If I see you I'm gonna bust you in your knot
That's right
Uhh... uh-huh, yeah, sup
7-8, uhh
Tay what's that sh** I said
That sh** is fresh, damn!!
No sh**, I had a little flow that was dope as hell