Niggaz and bitches know damn well they aint got shit on me, they're not fuckin wit mary! I'm so hood its ridiculous. Bringing the slums with me on this one! Beat By D.O.E. Beats
Never argue with an idiot they'll drag you down to their level and beat you with expirience.
fuck u
Story behind the song
Alot of niggaz been brining up dumb shit they on my clitoriis about past battles they'll figure out what i'm bout when they ass rattles
Lyrics
Verse 1
chick wit heavy bling and abide by hell
holding anything illegal to buy or sell
grand opening dope for feenz apply ya wealth
folk or kings come see me by ya self
i'm that throat splita loc killa
dope spitta coke sitter they promote quicker
and can i quote iller
spilla prick rich blood dealer switched which drugs?
if a bitch fixed with plugs then i'll wheeler wit six slugs
all i do is take lives and smoke up
done ate gods and spoke up
baked supplies of coke a
couldnt belive it was a chick taht yeah tetaz and chocha
they linger on sum issues to support her speaking
deez niggaz like what is u puertoi rican
semis handed by a priest
so what am i guyanese
while hoes lyin seats i'm tryna eat
cause i know i'mma die in these streets
Hook
Verse 2;
if ya boo dont hit he gotta be hollow, i'll urge him to sink
you dont spit so watch what you swallow they serve me in drinks
i been a pusha since guyana lived,crossed the verazanna bride
just to toss some marijuana shit
i carry heat wit fiftys urk me and its on baby
i done beefed wit chickens and turkeys its all gravy
i dont think they wanna fuck wit me
bm3 who i be whatchu see is lovely
built like on of them pretty bitches, but they never ask did he hit it
i pity snitches but i dont duck for niggaz these
why -they wanna cut up these bitches cause they fuckin dig us
i'mma cluck for nigagz how the fuck u figure
got em wishin thats the word but i gotta go
prada stores i gotta let em know
not a pigeon not a bird not a hoe
wrist already blingin fuck whatchu herad alotta doe
Hook
Verse 3;
i robb niggaz with big barrellss(gun barrells/food and clothing barrells) like niggaz in guyana
not a slob but got vigor bare hell bitch is with no manners
give me a pot of curry and i'll supply a tape of soca tunes
not to worry homes just quieta la boca dude
tear off the door hinges and battle his life right in the house
4'' barrell right in his mouth wit the squad outside knockin his wife like nigga to you really wanna die wit it cocked in ya mouth
in these hallways i'm clearin harm niggaz see me wit heaters
i'm always bearin arms thats why u see me in wifebeaters
niggaz ya sick? money thick? scream black! ayyayo!
i got ya fix bring! a brick of that yayyo !
in a blouse they stare at her
niggaz know i get down, and i'ma bout to tear it up
from south america that house numericas
bloody mary a.k.a. slayur rhymez yall out for hearin her
