[Verse 1]
One bad b**h, throw your hands up
Ain't goin' like a s**er, come on motherf**er stand up
I'm givin' out Frankenstein's [pictures?]
So come all at one time, I got somethin' for all you blind b**hes
Wanna fight me for the dumb sh**?
But as soon as you comin' out your mouth, [back that a** is it?]
See b**hes get out of hand for nothin' at all
Small talk about somebody wanna f** a man
The n***a ain't all that, he abuses you
And cruises through Manhattan with that stupid-a** [hat?]
Thinkin' that he's some kind of villain
They shot up his man, the duck motherf**er ran from the k**in'
And you's a stupid-a** ho
For thinkin' that a n***a that be with a crazy [?] won't let you go
But this here's another story
Cause see that I walk with a gun no matter who runs the territory
Cause see hoes be jumpin' fast
But I just pull it and put a bullet inside your a**
Sometimes you're in a jam
Can you deal with the fact somebody else is f**in' your man?
And it happens kinda quick
Your bust in the house, another b**h's mouth is s**in' on your man's dick
But do you do things straight, or do you run to the back?
Open the trunk, the nickel-plate 38
"Wait wait, baby, please"
That's the sh** he's coppin' when he's down on both his knees
And to you the girl's a slouch
So you pull the trigger, her brains fell behind the couch
Now you're facin' 25 to life
For what, a s*ut? When you wasn't the n***a's wife?
Now your a** is in a ditch
He doesn't accept your collect call, ain't that a (b**h)
[Verse 2]
You cuttin' up b**hes like a maniac
You losin' your girl, ain't a n***a in the world worth all that
No matter how many minks he buy, how many d** he supplies
He has his eyes on another girl's thighs
That's why he fly to the streets
Meetin' up with another b**h, and takin' her to eat
Girls to him they come a dime a dozen
And they probably f**ed his brother, f**ed his father, f**ed his cousin
How many more can I name?
You givin' all his relatives the p**y, it's a f**in' shame
So you [?] the crab
[? time?] that you got a dagger and went and started to stab
This motherf**er in his sleep
It's either that or pull a trigger on a n***a you can't keep
For self. Look out for yourself and stop worryin' about the rest
Go 'bout your day you tell the kid go 'head with his self
That's how it's done in a minute
He's goes on a roll and patrol for a ho to put his pole in it
And it ain't nothin' new
Just think of all the dirty sh** he did to you
You [safely state?] but he still goes
He says "b**h, you wanna own a dick you gotta go buy a dil*o"
So you don't give a f**
Because he's all about makin' a quick buck and gettin' his dick s**ed
And yo it ain't gonna change
A n***a like that is impossible to rearrange
So what you do: f** him, f** the money, and the blazer
Give that n***a a straight razor
[Verse 3]
So you can k** all that hand bit
And save it for the [?] because it's dead and he can die from that man sh**
Lock him up, well I doubt it
A n***a can hump every c*nt and ain't sh** that you can do about it
You're better off to forget him
A n***a don't wanna dig in his own ditch, then b**h don't f** with 'im
You got a n***a that plays, ya walk around with a razor
Cause you got that you can fight like Frazier
So you duck him. Tell him good luck, and motherf** him
And if your bu*t's still stuck, you better buck him
Tell the buck you don't need him
And beat him up and down, don't frown
To beat him, that's how you defeat him
Scream and shout until you pa** out
And if he doesn't [?] then throw his motherf**in' a** out
f** the bills he pays, leave him in pain for days
When you give him a straight razor