These Hoes man, they just wont leave me alone
They set up shop, and they whine and groan
They claim to be hard, but they aint showed me yet
They must no know they fuckin wit a vet


Ayo, i put niggas on blast like nitro, how could they not know
That boy tate, he got flow, freeze u where u stand
Cuz my rhymes is ice cold, pussy niggas is gettin bold
But this beef is gettin old, u already been exposed
Now just go, crawl back into yo little black hole
I'm tryina move on, but you niggas is clingin on
Please let go of my dick, cuz weak niggas i'm too strong
Sittin there mad, clenchin yo fists in yo man thong
Mjust mad cuz he know that he Hejust a bitch
And Str8_homo fumin, cuz he know i'll run through his whole clique
U like Bush, lil nigga, cuz u just cant tell the truth
Tellin ya little lies, and avoidin my fists cuz u know i swang like ruth
What the fuck do i gotta do, to get through to u?
I already lyrically canned you and now you bitchin like the grouch
Kneepad wearin niggas, i'll slap the nut up out ya mouth
Told you again and again, not to fuck wit the south
You didnt heed my warnin, so you goin UnderGrounD
Cuz dont nobody on the surface wanna hear yo weak ass sound

These Hoes man, they just wont leave me alone
They set up shop, and they whine and groan
They claim to be hard, but they aint showed me yet
They must no know they fuckin wit a vet

When yall niggas write, yall suck and when yall spit you slurp
You come off soundin nastier than an unexcused burp
Ya rhymes all sound the same, i dont even remember ya names
You belong in the lost and found, cuz yall unwanted and cant be claimed
So stop lookin for fame, just give up the game
And for christs sake stop hollarin my name
Just hop off of my nuts, go lick the blood from ya cuts
Come at me again and I'll be happy to slap you back down
Beat you down to the ground wit my golden crown
Take you to the circus and leave you, cuz i dont fuck wit clowns
And my nigga Pre'll cosign, and we can keep spittin fiya
While you hoes sit back and whine, yo situation is dire
Yall aint livin up to yo words
Tell me why when i jump at yall niggas, u fly like birds
Now i could sit here curse,scream and do what yall do
But yall style is like roses, it smell like straight doo doo
So I'm puttin this shit to bed, i'm lettin yall niggas take rest
I hope this lullaby showed you who be the best

BITCHES

These Hoes man, they just wont leave me alone
They set up shop, and they whine and groan
They claim to be hard, but they aint showed me yet
They must no know they fuckin wit a vet

Yea, yall sang that before yall go to sleep, maybe ya'll will elevate, yall need all the help yall can fuckin get. Now RB yall tell me who just go murdered, go look at they weak ass diss, and then come look at mine, punk niggas, i put yall to bed in less than 45 mins. BITCHES.

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"Lord forgive me, but he tried to kill me, somebody out there gotta feel me."
-Young Buck