(Intro) All you mark a** tricks i never seen befo' I been on the scene for years, y'all be saying This ni** is hard That ni** is hard This ni**, the fvvvck This trick ni** a traitor B*tch a** mother fvcker C motherfvcking Mac ni** (Verse 1) Nowadays every Puff- ni** and his Momma got a story So every ni** out straight ball**' I used to shoot this and i used to blast that You probably made 3 albums before you scene a strap, ya mark Lived your whole childhood straight on the run Never wore a pair of khakis till ya turned twenty one But now you on your album cover sagging in fact You got your mean face on posing with ya strap Talking bout the county but you never been there Said you was looting like a ball but you straight square Now how the fvck do a square ball bounce? You couldn't tell a bird from an ounce, punk Most of you marks never had no ho3s Till you start making videos, in some hustlers clothes But it don't mean nothing When you can't sail through your hood cause you straight fronting C motherfvcking Mac, if you don't know me B*tch, i bet your money that your big homies know me Nvts hang when i gets paid I was doing jewelry store licks, when you was in the 6th grade
(Hook x2) I can't stand no powda puff Get his a** on the stage and then he`s straight tough But put him on the streets and he`s a biiiitch Powda puff, ya powda puff
(Verse 2) I hate to bust your bubble Mr. Boss Player (pop) But you nothin but a puff with the fruit layer I heard you're shooting rhymes like an uzi So why the fvck the ni** out your hood call ya suzie? ni**, I got b*tches on my d*ck with the feds looking for me Robbing so much sh*t, they put the task force on me Causing mo' static than a shirt Fvck knocking boots, I send a bird to Albuquerque Beeper overloading so I put the sky on it 1-800 come get ya grip Cause imma do the reals when the chips get low Fvck running back to mommas house, when you get short You motherfvcking mommas boy, with a deal Cuss all you want punk, you still ain't the real In 94' you rolling in a '4 on Daytons In 84' you purple rain and just impersonating How long has it been since you wore your one glove? Singing Billy Jean, and I'm supposed to show ya love (Shiiiit) Run up on a mac how figure? There ain't nothing worse than a b*tch made ni**
(hook x2)
(Verse 3) Four or five cowards and you swear you got a crew Whole crew running if a ni** say boo (boo!) Cause you know, who the real and who the fvck the ho3 is And now the khakis and locs on its all for the showbiz (yeaah!) That's why I never see you on the Shore And never heard about you having run ins with the law ni**, how you figure you can come speak on a pimp state Gradually with ya paper with the P on Bookie number 5478 hook The only rap sh*t you gots in your note book I'm turning more corners than a ferris wheel You wanna roll shot bring your fear, its real Stuck down ni** on the left and on the right of me But you ain't nothing but a punk don't even lie to me Last time I seen you, I saw you with your crew Don't know the scratch and watch your a**, don't know what the fvck to do In the middle of the centro I been stuck down since i drove a pento so Run up on a mac, how figure? There ain't nothing worse than a b*tch made ni**
(Hook x2)
(Outro) This shit goes to 95% of you b*tch a** ni**! So analyse and divide this sh*t equally amongst yourselves And if the shoe fits, wear it motherfvcker! You know who the fvck i'm talking to trick Can't give no shout outs to no rap ni**, fvck all y'all! Ain't nobody never did shit for me ni**! So G's up and punk trick a** ni** down, mark motherfvckers!
[00:03.252] (Intro) [00:08.344] All you mark a** tricks i never seen befo' [00:14.039] I been on the scene for years, y'all be saying [00:17.136] This ni** is hard [00:18.719] That ni** is hard [00:20.248] This ni**, the fvvvck [00:21.922] This trick ni** a traitor [00:24.841] B*tch a** mother fvcker [00:26.503] C motherfvcking Mac ni** [00:28.138] (Verse 1) [00:28.295] Nowadays every Puff- ni** and his Momma got a story [00:31.525] So every ni** out straight ball**' [00:33.650] I used to shoot this and i used to blast that [00:36.562] You probably made 3 albums before you scene a strap, ya mark [00:40.083] Lived your whole childhood straight on the run [00:42.747] Never wore a pair of khakis till ya turned twenty one [00:45.463] But now you on your album cover sagging in fact [00:48.648] You got your mean face on posing with ya strap [00:51.570] Talking bout the county but you never been there [00:54.426] Said you was looting like a ball but you straight square [00:57.360] Now how the fvck do a square ball bounce? [01:00.068] You couldn't tell a bird from an ounce, punk [01:02.985] Most of you marks never had no ho3s [01:05.755] Till you start making videos, in some hustlers clothes [01:09.469] But it don't mean nothing [01:11.432] When you can't sail through your hood cause you straight fronting [01:14.383] C motherfvcking Mac, if you don't know me [01:17.333] B*tch, i bet your money that your big homies know me [01:20.101] Nvts hang when i gets paid [01:22.497] I was doing jewelry store licks, when you was in the 6th grade [01:25.416] [01:25.594] (Hook x2) [01:25.723] I can't stand no powda puff [01:28.466] Get his a** on the stage and then he`s straight tough [01:31.300] But put him on the streets and he`s a biiiitch [01:33.616] Powda puff, ya powda puff [01:36.338] [01:47.384] (Verse 2) [01:48.483] I hate to bust your bubble Mr. Boss Player (pop) [01:51.377] But you nothin but a puff with the fruit layer [01:53.827] I heard you're shooting rhymes like an uzi [01:56.346] So why the fvck the ni** out your hood call ya suzie? [01:59.256] ni**, I got b*tches on my d*ck with the feds looking for me [02:02.588] Robbing so much sh*t, they put the task force on me [02:05.658] Causing mo' static than a shirt [02:07.782] Fvck knocking boots, I send a bird to Albuquerque [02:10.669] Beeper overloading so I put the sky on it [02:13.444] 1-800 come get ya grip [02:16.340] Cause imma do the reals when the chips get low [02:18.993] Fvck running back to mommas house, when you get short [02:21.946] You motherfvcking mommas boy, with a deal [02:24.788] Cuss all you want punk, you still ain't the real [02:27.628] In 94' you rolling in a '4 on Daytons [02:30.475] In 84' you purple rain and just impersonating [02:33.308] How long has it been since you wore your one glove? [02:36.281] Singing Billy Jean, and I'm supposed to show ya love (Shiiiit) [02:39.825] Run up on a mac how figure? [02:42.631] There ain't nothing worse than a b*tch made ni** [03:00.306] [03:00.762] [03:01.563] (hook x2) [03:03.744] [03:07.708] (Verse 3) [03:08.304] Four or five cowards and you swear you got a crew [03:11.157] Whole crew running if a ni** say boo (boo!) [03:14.038] Cause you know, who the real and who the fvck the ho3 is [03:16.915] And now the khakis and locs on its all for the showbiz (yeaah!) [03:19.810] That's why I never see you on the Shore [03:22.531] And never heard about you having run ins with the law [03:25.364] ni**, how you figure you can come speak on a pimp state [03:29.106] Gradually with ya paper with the P on [03:31.109] Bookie number 5478 hook [03:33.858] The only rap sh*t you gots in your note book [03:36.737] I'm turning more corners than a ferris wheel [03:39.258] You wanna roll shot bring your fear, its real [03:42.434] Stuck down ni** on the left and on the right of me [03:45.175] But you ain't nothing but a punk don't even lie to me [03:48.185] Last time I seen you, I saw you with your crew [03:50.704] Don't know the scratch and watch your a**, don't know what the fvck to do [03:53.897] In the middle of the centro [03:56.436] I been stuck down since i drove a pento so [03:59.208] Run up on a mac, how figure? [04:02.527] There ain't nothing worse than a b*tch made ni** [04:17.032] [04:18.680] (Hook x2) [04:25.637] [04:26.571] [04:27.273] (Outro) [04:28.848] This shit goes to 95% of you b*tch a** ni**! [04:31.978] So analyse and divide this sh*t equally amongst yourselves [04:34.958] And if the shoe fits, wear it motherfvcker! [04:37.300] You know who the fvck i'm talking to trick [04:39.576] Can't give no shout outs to no rap ni**, fvck all y'all! [04:42.219] Ain't nobody never did shit for me ni**! [04:45.578] So G's up and punk trick a** ni** down, mark motherfvckers!
