BITCH be fo' real u aint no east side thug,
and why u battlin' me yo bitch ass might catch a slug,
i'm gone leave u scared up and bust yo chest ta the back,
fuck wit' me u gone be like a phone line that get tapp,
i don't care if u from my hometown or not ,
yo rhymes under da ground and mines at da top,
u gone get shot worser then pac, i aint tryin' to get on pac,
so i just say u gone be similar to jay-z and get 'ROC',
bullets i throw a ton man,
when u see me comin' u gone really be on da run man,