This some shit to bump... I like the horns in it... holla at cha boy.
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Story behind the song
I heard Remy Ma murk this wit DJ Kay Slay... I was like damn... I gotta fucks wit it.
Lyrics
Jeeeah You know my squad bring more terror than Joe's do / Got spots in the hood but we not sellin' soul food
I'm so rude, I'll slap you just for speakin' wrong / Ya'll ain't experienced shit so what you speakin' from
I suggest you keep ya thumb tucked by your jaw-line / I run trucks at dumb fucks, you fuck up, it's all mine
Law abidin' citizens never gettin' divends / You spittin' this, I'm livin' this, and thats what the difference is
Bitches get stiffed and stuffed in cold freezers / Nigga's still sittin like ducks wit no leaders
Beat cha over five bucks, fuck it even two / Fuck what chu need, I'm greedy, I need it too
[HOOK]
When... There's Beef My Heat Gon Blast
Who... Source Gots To Keep That Cash
Why... I Got The Streets On Smash?
I'm A Monster Nigga... I'm A Mothafuckin' Monster
Da Source of Greatness, hater's alike can blow me / I don't beeef wit' nobody, but everybody know me
Homie it aint shit, I stay pissed and slay liars / So while you writin' ya diss, I'm cuttin brake wires
Stunt till they find ya', wit Natalee Holloway / Ya wifey go into labor the day after the holiday
I'm tryna say, ya kids gon' grow up without a papa / Picture that, at ya job, cleanin' out ya locka
The rap game locked up, the combination unknown / Crown me wit five points, but I got one throne
One song, is all it takes to prove I'm the truth / Goddamn like Ramen I'll turn ya noodle to soup
[HOOK]
I'll smash all the competition, till no-one's in my division / Ya flow is just garbage writtens, I feel I don't gotta listen
Spittin' so ill-matic, nigga's gonna feel static / You'll never peep me sleep, cuz I'm a real addict
Da Source still at it, steady lowerin' the birth-date / Ya whole hood shook, and ya'll ain't neva had a earthquake
Turn cake to cream, then mix it in the batter / I'm sittin' on the top, while ya'll jus gettin on the ladder
Bitches scatter quick cuz goddamnt we got blickers / And pretty soon you'll be whippin' wit handi-cap stickers
Many nigga's, is gabbin' and I'ma get to stabbin / So if you say my name on a track, we BETTER be collabin'
[HOOK]
