These niggas be actin' like I fucked
 and didn't call 'em for weeks
 Like they wantin' a nigga dick
 in between they butt cheeks
 they staight bitchy
 Without their bleedin' and Kotexes
 The villain that go to Texas
 nigga got a plan full of O's and X's
 What's yo' game plan?
 niggas be sayin' you sabotagin' me
 but yo' bitch be suckin' my dick
 she be tellin me that you dodgin' me
 Like Piazza  a nigga gots ta,
 keep my roster, with bitches slidin' home,
 no lickin' yo' shit, yo' bitch is gone
 Niggas be thinkin' they Makaveli,
 tryin' to bring drama
 soon as these niggas whoop that ass,
 you talkin' Dear Mama...
 but face to face, these niggas be cheesin' like Velveeta,
 Lookin smoked out,
 hitin mo' pipes than Peter
 Stuck with broke hoes, broke ?? and ??
 pussies that they be fuckin',
 used up and sideways
 stretck marks for days,
 she about two-hun,
 gotta get pissy drunk,
 to fuck her and have fun

 [chorus]
 These niggas and hoes act the same,
 can't tell em apart,
 always runnin 'round
 lookin for some shit to start.
 These bitches run they mouth,
 nigga, constantly
 All in mine, nigga
 All the time
 It aint my fault
 that yo' punk ass broke
 Mad, cuz you only got
 stress to smoke.
 I heard that shit that you was plottin'
 nigga you can try
 to fuck with MC Ren,
 but you must be high

 Verse 2:
 Niggas be high because
 they workin 9 to 5
 But the Villain be hibernatin'
 wakin up at 5... PM
 You see them niggas be bitchy because
 I wont let 'em up on my team
 and give 'em a title like Hakeem,
 I'm peelin' caps like tangerines
 Tellin' niggas I should
 break 'em off chips
 Get 'em in clubs free
 and take 'em on trips
 Free-Loadin' ass niggas
 lose all they sense
 when they think they gon' floss
 off my expense
 Niggas be goin' corner to corner
 bringin' up the bill
 Askin questions like the popos
 tryin to see if I made a mill'
 Then they take that weak shit
 back to they home fo' pillow ??
 She shakin' her head like you tellin the truth
 but she want yo' ass to walk
 What the fuck you expected?
 Always bitchin' at me
 when she fuckin' yo' ass,
 nigga she be seein me.
 Go look in the room,
 a costume, fo' haloween,
 of that black nigga, you know who
 so you can live yo' dream

 *chorus*

 Verse 3:
 I hear yo' ho punk bitches talkin' shit,
 Tryin' to have some say
 Tellin' other hoes they wouldn't
 give me no time of day
 Still livin with they mommy
 She babysittin' while you fuckin
 Gettin county cheques and money
 from them niggas that you dick suckin
 But nigga, why these bitches all in mine?
 Why, nigga, hearin bullshit all the time?
 Hoes from high school be wishin
 they coulda got wit this dick
 You know how they be in the car-hop clicks,
 muthafuckin' tricks
 Now these hoes jockin'
 like all up on my style
 You broke bitches,
 How you like me now?
 Actin' like makin' cheese is a muthafuckin' crime
 If I said "drop yo' panties",
 bitch you drop em in a dime

 *chorus