(oh my goodness!)

(hit it)



[ verse 1: willie d ]

Here I go againanother brawla conflict

Somebody finna get they ass kicked

If you ain't down with the geto boys

Get your happy ass outta dodge

The rumors you heard ain't slander

Willie d don't give a fuck about a goddamn by-stander

So when you see me clutch my fist

Get out the way or get t-rolledbitch

I'm inclined to physically whip your ass

But if you wanna blast

Make a muthafuckin motion like you wanna reach

And you gon' have a damn funeral next week

>from the hardest to the softest

For me to beat a nigga down is a day at the office

Seemy appearance is so damn fly

It makes em say"hm - he's a nice guy"

So a nigga try to play me like a hoe

Oh-ohoh shitdamnthat's a no-no

I get dead on his assso when I'm strikin

He bet no fallor i'ma make his ass read these nikes



(oh my goodness!)



[ verse 2: willie d ]

You read these nikescause you're fucked uppunk

Here's the definition of gettin your ass stomped

(I'm a nigga insane kickin ass extremely)

So you weak-ass hoes keep dreamin

Bushwickcan I get a witness? 

(fuck yeahnightquil that sickness!)

Yeahand when I form this gesture

Don't call mamacause the bitch can't help ya

Better yell for a paramedic

Or somethin that naturecause i'ma try to break ya

Ass into muthafuckin particles

Let's see if I can get you in a newspaper article

To hell with emotions

I don't stop till I cream a muthafucka like lotion

Remorse - what the fuck is that? 

I beat your mama ass and go get a six-pack

Gettin mildI don't play that shit

Fuck havin mercy on a goddamn bitch

Nigga get beatoh mama

But if she fucks with me

Her ass is gonna read these nikes



[ bushwick bill ]

Yo dI saw the way you stomped that muthafucka

And left your trademark upside his head

[ will ]

Yeah manthat was one of my ? ? ? nikes

I usually leave the whole muthafuckin logo



[ verse 3: willie d ]

I don't give a fuck who you hang withtrick

Friends ain't shit when you're gettin your ass kicked

But if your buddies wanna get in my mix

Chop-chop ( *gunfire* ) yobitch

It ain't nothin but a mere formality

Every sucker muthafucka is a casualty

I kick assyou won't ever diss

Look at the bottom of my goddamn shoeprint

>from muthafuckas done donated blood to the kid

Now do you wanna make a bid? 

I didn't think socause I'd have yo

Ass screamin just like a damn hoe

When I hit ya in your goddamn mouth

And show you what a real nigga's all about

When I dispose of your ass like waste

And nothin but my shoe is in your muthafuckin face

You're readin these nikes



Look at you nowmuthafucka!

(oh shit!)

Look at...

(oh! awhold upman

Hold upshitawcome on...

AlrightmanalrightI quitman

I quitalright - aw shit)

...fuck with me!

(oh man)



(hit it)

[ verse 4: willie d ]

Here's an incident that got me sent to the slammer

I'm at the club rappin to this hella hammer

This bitch was holyseverely cut

So I'm rappin to herright? to see if she'll fuck

I never asked if she was takencause honestly

That type of shit don't matter to me

Just when we was leavin out the goddamn door

Some trick-ass nigga fronted me bout the whore

I let the fool file with a diss or two

But the nigga kept pushin the goddamn issue

So I pulled out the 9mm

And bust his ass in the headyou could see the

Blood gushin out his goddamn skull

He played hisselfnow his ass gettin drugged

I was charged with aggravated assault

But before I got off his ass

...i made him read these nikes



(oh my goodness!)