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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #513
Peak in subgenre #31
Author
JOKERJOE2
Rights
YEAH, DONT TOUCH IT!
Uploaded
December 05, 2007
Track Files
MP3
MP3 2.9 MB • 128 kbps • 3:08
Lyrics
I aint never back down, from a battle wit a bitch//
Chamba’s girl bit my shyt, so I slapped her wit my dick//
Chamber talkin trash, but he talkin out his ass//
So yall can laugh, ima crack on em, just for talkin back//
He thinks he can rap, yeah, What eva, Bitch please//
When im done he go be roommates, wit tha legend Pimp c//
Unfortunately, he gon hafta lift his game//
Cuz that shyt he spit last week, yo, half that shyt was lame//
Ask anybody, cats said you lacked ya luster//
So ima take advantage, & smash this mufucka//
Wack lil buster, witcha aunt jamima head band//
think before ya speak, Chamb or you gon be a dead man//
or pissin in a bed pan wita brace around ya dome//
I’l snap I crack that ass, & brake ya collar bone//
But for now ill just rip ya, & laugh while you cryin//
Lyrical pistol gripped, ima blast, now you dyin//
They wanna get it but they don’t know how ta spit it
Bitches twitchin in they kid-icks, while im twistin round tha fitted//
Listen, Steppin out tha crid-ib, ima about ta let em get it//
Lets get it, best wishes, bitches, ima about ta rip it//
They wanna get it but they don’t know how ta spit it
Bitches twitchin in they kid-icks, while im twistin round tha fitted//
Listen, Steppin out tha crid-ib, ima about ta let em get it//
Lets get it, best wishes, bitches, ima about ta rip it//
You know i put holes in ya corn rows, like space ships do//
So face it dude, I aint the one to say shyt to//
Ill rape this dude, choke em till his face gets blue//
Goin to tha top? Im tha one ya gotta make it through//
I stepped to this cat, watch this kid get beat down//
Ima stab you in tha back, till ya kidney’s bleed out//
Kick you in ya ass, till ya bitch and scream loud//
Then snatch up all ya cash, so ya kids cant eat, ouch//
Plan on beatin me? How? Wit them weak ass disses?//
Ill still laugh at you faggots, yall some weak ass bitches//
Yall run like 6 deep, but listen, its just me//
Rippin ya one by one, witout writtens, I spit frees//
By the way, I was workin ya girl, that’s why ya kids autistic//
Rumor has it im tha dad, is that true dawg? Is it?//
My dick hit em rigorous while I was up in tha clitoris//
Blame liquor it’s the reason, I was beatin ya bitch vigorous//