aight here we go

Ya cant to do nothing to me maybe just spoil me
gimme this easy win, nice wrapped in foil GEE
your names gee but you aint nothing but a wannabe prick
a wannabe nigga...that just wannabe sick
man you couldnt even get to the point if you was fucking a rake
they should call you Ja Rule because your styles so fake
ya can claim, you're so gangsta, ya can claim you're hood
but we know ya the nigga who wanted, not the nigga who would
ice and riches dont make up the fame, fuckin talants do
just cuz ya got some plat and an escalade dont mean you cool
ya can fight fucking faggots of but, now ma game elevates
when i pull up on ma cadillac the situation Escalades
ive been working for most ma life just to get where i am
so ya cant take this shit from me, ya cant take who i am
cuz ya nuttin but trippin dogg, ya are nothing but fake
your mom shouldaa had an abortion cause you're mistake