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You see? I think it's time for me put it
For my females, ha, hah
I'ma let my females shine on track
You see? I ain't biased, I ain't racist
So I'ma let uhh, Mocha it in

The one boss bitch, not on that shit
Honey, I wanna with money, I'm all for it
Speak the raw shit, they on the quick
Prepare to be surprised if you I'm a poor chick
Got off the wall shit, who be more thick?

Plus I can flip, rough up or flatten out four
As for the mic, I can break out or either bless 'em
My style is my own and a shorty can't it
So y'all, on, I'ma get my gamble on
Ceram' handle arm, while y'all on

Want to battle? It's on, I'll take you on
I'll you on a bus, on a boat or up in the air
I'll take you on the gat, I'll take you on, on the track
I'll take yo' ass on a and you never come back
Though this a freestyle, styles ain't free
When I'm done, better believe, they got a for me

cha know about this, ha?
You don't
Lemme you 'bout this, ha?
We gon'
We don't go hits, ha?
Get the
You can never this, ha? Ha?

What cha know this, ha?
You don't
Lemme you 'bout this, ha?
We gon'
We don't go hits, ha?
Get the
You can doubt this, ha? Ha?

Y'all go 'head and yap on, I'ma keep rap
but don't act on, what you rap on
(Say what?)
I speak facts to beat clacks and lead
Heed that, relax, feedback? that
ease back, never see me slack

Break kneecaps, then have you do three laps
Tryin' to see this a mil, y'all dingy stacks
For in sacks, Tote, ki's to crack
Wonder why they can't they eyes off me?
Y'all chicks ain't 8, I'm a dime 3

Got a 6? I got a stack, got a I got a jet
Got a clip? I got a tec, why you not a threat
Wanna know how you could be too?
Cannot do, 'em say ahh, ooh
through it, put too much into it
And writin' so long, I ran out of pen

What cha know this, ha?
You don't
Lemme you 'bout this, ha?
We blow
We don't go hits, ha?
Get the
You can never this, ha? Ha?

What cha know this, ha?
You know
Lemme you 'bout this, ha?
We gon'
We don't go hits, ha?
Get the

Blue

Y'all chicks assed out, Blue's here
Shook out your mind 'cause my debut's
All y'all chicks see me when you master yours
I surpass you whores then I smash broads
Shorty, don't get your hopes high, praise the most

Babe Blue, livin' loca, I all those small hoes, what?
My go to the store is better than your wardrobe
You ain't mine, I walk right in the club
You one of them chicks that be in
Me? out, ice flooded out

Bitch, you nice, please, cut it out
to the death, we gon' spit raw
Timbaland got beats, what you shit for?
Forget yours, Moch' and Blue, comin'
Bystorm, Z Man, me what you gon' do?

What cha about this, ha?
You know
Lemme you 'bout this, ha?
We gon'
We don't go hits, ha?
Get the
You can never this, ha? Ha?

What cha about this, ha?
You don't
Lemme show you this, ha?
We gon'
We go without hits, ha?
Get the
You can doubt this, ha? Ha?

It over

Y'all chicks talk a lot, now you wanna me?
Moch' and Blue, Cagney and
Start the biddin' at 1.2
We show all of y'all what one joint do

You wanna get the third degree, you never heard of me?
See thugs me, deep blood burgundy?
Hell, nah, see I'm tryin' to get my ma
But chicks didn't know, so I had to tell y'all

What cha about this, ha?
You don't
Lemme you 'bout this, ha?
We gon'
We go without hits, ha?
Get the
You can never this, ha? Ha?

cha know about this, ha?
You know
Lemme show you this, ha?
We gon'
We go without hits, ha?
Get the
You can never this, ha? Ha?

this, uh, uh, uh, what?
Let it ride, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Tonight, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
(1 2 live)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
(1 2 live, baby)

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Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, 1 2 live
What, Uh, uh, uh, uh
What cha about this, ha?