You know you done f*cked up right?
I got yo hoe.
I'm yo bitch nigga?
aight.
[x3]
Back up off me, back up off me
when I step in this bitch I wanna hear you scream
[Verse 1:]
Nigga hoe this
Nigga what? Nigga bitch that In fact
Bigga I ain't yo' motherf*ckin hoe or yo' motherf*ckin bitch
Betta yet let's sit where all the motherf*ckin killers sit
So I can get in the middle; get rowdy push and shove
Nigga where the f*ck I come from, we call it love
Nigga I'll never be caught in the back
nigga that's where all the pretty muthaf*ckaz be sittin at
You know the bitches that's scared to bust back
I f*ck wit drug dealers, nigga cap pealers
If I come to yo' town and you ain't got one
I'ma leave wit a million motherf*ckin killers
Tank soldiers, marchin, shit talkin
If you want me to holla at ya dawg nigga start f*ckin barkin (barking)
If you bustas bust first, and I bag shit
or see a nigga with his hoe and you still talkin
bitch you came to the right clique
I'm the type of nigga I don't f*ck wit retaliation
Nigga I'll step in this bitch and I'll start a pistol whippin session
Ya heard me?
[Chorus:]
Rowdy is the f*ck nigga
bout it is the f*ck nigga
So what the f*ck you said?
F*ck you Serv!
[x3]
Back up off me, back up off me
when I step in this bitch I wanna hear you scream
[more x3]
[Verse 2:]
I said I'm with No Limit and y'all niggaz hate me
I f*ck wit the hoez y'all wanna f*ck and y'all niggaz sit
around like some bitches and talk about me
I f*ck the hoes y'all love to f*ck, now you ain't know that
Go head nigga dont be like no bitch nigga
come on now talk about me; I'm a War nigga, battle ready
I'll step in the motherf*ckin ring nigga
You bad as f*ck come on and test me
Cutthroat drug dealer from St. Louis to Miami accept me
Why the f*ck y'all from the same place
and why the f*ck y'all gon' sweat me?
His daddy's car, his daddy's house
I know some pregnant hoes who got some better shit to talk about
Big Vi's told me killers don't talk
They just put 15 albums in the top 25 and every f*ckin music shop
And now I'm bout to add mines
And I can see it in your heart you f*ckin hate my kind
Cause I f*ck wit the pound, cause I'm wit No Limit
Cause I sell more records on yo' block than you did in yo' town
You best to be leavin nigga don't be mad, ease up clown
Nigga dont make me lay it f*ckin down!
[Chorus: repeat until fade]