Bitches r all talk, its bad for ur health, //
im chillin sipin on sum whisky,
because money speaks for it self//
wow 2 mininutes dog u seem prety intense//
ik u a nigga that hasnt paid his prostitution debt(s) //
this guy thinks hes gotta chance/
un huh thats like a bullet killin 50 cent//
fuckin bumb ass nigger livin sumwehre in the suburbes
in a tent//
loud pipes//, phat rims, lil
cat thats my life//
im on my way to the club//
cruisin in my cadilac Eldorado,
while yous sill taken the bus// haha
fuckin pussy dont pount no need to fuss/
dont puss my buttons,
hit the wrong one, i mite blow up and kill all of us//
im spittin it as a newbi//
ur bein lit up like a fuckin dewbi//
I dont mean to be rude G/ but plea(s)/
shut the fuck up,
ill cut u up and roll u like i do them chronic trees//
fuck you heavy-weight,
ur sum1 i wold not want to be//
im too largge fo ya, ya gone n' jumped in the wrong sea//
iim nothin but trouble//
piss me off watch me leap out
hit u in the mouth laugin watchin u mumble//
crumble,// u lose this game u fumbled//

anyway i just want to say ur body will be flamin by the end of this day(s)//
cops'll be investigatin,
finding answers takin x-rays//
thats ok
im guna FUCKIN kill u, then kill yo family when i escape frum jai/(L)