Slaughta ima whoop ya ass like u was my daughta
bitch dont call me out im not ya father
im gonna win this battle u know i gotta
im the one that dissed on swo
just like those bitches all yall can go swall--ow
i dont follow or litsen im not sorry im dissin'
you go tell all your homegirls to get off me im not kissin'
you know when i flow you could see it rippin'
you think u could win u must be trippin'
you know i murderd you thats why im in san quinton
look nigga u cant approch this u cant even provoke this
like Mc Hammer said u cant touch this fuck u and justice
heres my shoulder u need to dust this