When I say weak ass, you say bitch
 Weak ass, BITCH, Weak ass BITCH

 Juicy "J"-
 How you feel with this nine mili mill to your grill
 Haters talkin' lots of shit
 But they scared of the steel
 If you want me come and get me
 Cause I'm real with this here
 I ain't scared of none of you hoes
 I ain't never shead a tear
 In yo hood bumpin' ridin' with a twelve case of beer
 Ain't no nigga make no moves
 Get you scared, shook your fear
 Y2K hit the clock
 So you know the ending's near
 One call to them killas and you just might disappear

 DJ Paul-
 Now nigga all in my face hollin' real but real soft
 Bitch I'm holdin' up this glock
 Bout to knock your block off
 You a weak ass bitch
 And your CD cover show
 With your fake ass face
 I been knowin' ya so I know a sissy hoe
 Yeah know this a triple six city
 All that MTV and BET got you feelin' shitty
 Just the dick you used to be my dog
 Used to be my nigga
 Now you fake
 But I stomp on you trick in the grass
 You little snake bitch

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 Lord Infamous-
 Uh, In the mood a fucking crowd
 Make the speakers pound
 If you niggas wild
 Knock these bitches out
 Rumblin' the ground
 Tramplin' niggas down
 From the dirty south
 Where the niggas like it loud
 Wish ya hypnotized
 Instagater ?
 Fire in my eyes sosate lucky Frank White
 Ready for the gunfight
 If you wanna get high
 Ain't no simpathize
 Make you sleep till it's judgement night

 La Chat-
 Talk is cheap
 I hear you talking but you ain't bout your bizz
 La Chat a mack ain't got no time to play no games with a bitch
 My motherfuckin' plastic gat we gonna rumblin' shit
 Then they gon' hit'cha smit'cha get'cha so don't fuck with this shit
 I know you feelin' when I'm speakin' and I'm speakin' to you
 Well hoe it's true, who got the proof bitch
 What you gon' do
 I keep my mug cuz I'm a thug
 I left the twink on my grill
 You got some manner
 Need to show it
 Shit you claim that your real

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