I had thought i heard u laughin, talkin trash

Bitch, whats happenin

Start shit but dont take it

Pull it out, put it on your ass

Some of y'all niggaz still got the game fucked up this year

But I ain't gonna have it

Tryna talk about anotha muthafucka on a record

And the bitch aint got no cabbage

Hopin somebody can tell me whats wrong with this picture

Dont think you can put out whateva you want

And I aint gonna come back in the bitch and come getcha

Imma find out where ya hang at

Where ya old lady live and what time you be there

Go scope out ya ride

Follow ya to work and bring that heat

Duck and whooo! from this fuckin fool

Monkey see, monkey do nigga

So you cant be the man right chea too

Theres none afta this

Not anotha livin M.C. as hazardous

And as talented and handsome, ghetto fabulous

Keep em off my back

Wheneva they comin I bring that double

In a minute y'all niggaz dont show no love

Its gonna be trouble

These niggaz here get ya name bent

Washed up anybody yall sent

Gotta watch these niggaz, they get outta line

I put em in they place every time they nut up

Gotta stop em from spreadin them lies

Bust em in they mouth and make em shut up

Get up! Come here!

Neva seen me cut up, ya must not be from here

Im four and none here

Dont have me to bring up the shit I've done here

Reach blazin temperatures

So please come wit ya sun gear

Whoop the sleeves off of muthafuckas that try to run in here

Serious look on my face

And a boot in my mouth and balled up fists

These niggaz dont want my trouble

But its too late for em, gotta accept this shit



[Chorus:]

(Tryna sound like me)

U would if U could nigga

U would if U could

(Tryna be like me)

U would if U could nigga

U would if U could nigga

(You wanna do what I do?)

U would if U could nigga

U would if U could nigga

(You wanna take my style?)

U would if U could nigga

U would, but U cant, so U aint!



From the moment that i slid in the door

They know I'm back cuz you can hear it in the floor

But afta I rap bitches aint feelin it nomore

Wanna talk that shit, betta kno what to come with

If you jump in the water

Then ya ass betta throw up before i start ballin

And if you eva fuck with what I be recording

Imma flush you down the toilet

And if you eva come at me wrong with a mike

Imma throw you in the gutter

I cant be scared these niggaz

And they disrespect me cuz im from New Orleans

We dont play that shit

When these niggaz and they really want me to get started

Make it painful cuz I dont think so

I be bustin til I cant

Thats what I where that tank for

Hittin with the speed of Roy Jones Jr.

And the strength of Iron Mike Tyson

Triflin, exciting, well precise

And I gotta let em know that I still been right

You talk on me strong

Just cuz I'm rich dont mean that it dont sound hungry

Count if you wanna

Hope you think cuz you little I wont jump on ya

You betta remember that

When you be droppin that bullshit

You lucky I'm in a good mood right now

But I'm lettin you know how it could get

If I was the preacher

Yall niggaz would run when I step off the pulpit

If I was you I'd leave me alone

Cuz bitch I aint nothin to fool with

But if it is on ya mind

You got somethin to prove, then go head and do it

I get so vivid

I wouldnt be able to make a better picture if I could

You understand my platinum

Then fuck up my raps, semi tracks

No matter wheter kickin a verse or smokin a sack

I'll fuck over you, yea

I'm makin a habit of hurtin they head and bustin they ass

Fuckin they woman and takin they spotlight, makin em mad



[Chorus & talking til fade]