"BITCH" you dont even know, the half about me
I bring it straight to your chest, ask your staff about me
I'm just a little bit older, plus a whole lot wiser
I might adivise ya, or i might just pulverize ya
I can visit any city, get respect in the street
While you alone in your room, shook to death of the streets
I'll take a second to speak, I keep my weapon in reach
I aint talkin romance but you'll get swept off your feet
I keeps a ghetto chick, that loves to blast and she seetle shit
Groupies fake moves, I get her to settle shot
You cant compare to the status right
Legendary worldwide, we can battle right here
Listen junior, I'ma tear back your wig
This aint TV but I'll show you what a "Fear Factor" is
Stop grillin me, and all that frontin is killin me
You leave me no choice but to hurt your feelings "G"