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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 this
You see? I ain't biased, I ain't either
So I'ma let uhh, bring it in

The one boss bitch, not on horse shit
Honey, I wanna score money, I'm all for it
Speak the raw shit, they on the floor
Prepare to be surprised if you think I'm a chick
Got off the shit, who could be more thick?

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

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

What cha about this, ha?
You know
Lemme show you this, ha?
We gon'
We go without hits, ha?
Get the
You can doubt this, ha? Ha?

What cha about this, ha?
You don't
show you 'bout this, ha?
We blow
We don't go hits, ha?
Get the
You can doubt this, ha? Ha?

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

Break your kneecaps, then have you do laps
Tryin' to see half a mil, y'all dingy stacks
For weed in sacks, Tote, ki's to
why they can't keep they eyes off me?
Y'all chicks ain't 8, I'm a plus 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
know how you could be down too?
Cannot do, 'em say ahh, ooh
Been through it, put too into it
And so long, I ran out of pen fluid

What cha about this, ha?
You know
show you 'bout this, ha?
We blow
We go without hits, ha?
Get the
You can doubt this, ha? Ha?

cha know about this, ha?
You don't
Lemme show you this, ha?
We blow
We don't go hits, ha?
Get the

Babe

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

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

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

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

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

It ain't

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

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

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

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

Doubt this, uh, uh, uh,
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)

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, 1 life 2
What, Uh, uh, uh, uh
What cha know this, ha?