sab bitch
dat much iz true
ill leave ya blood
on da wall sayin
lil g i thought
you woulda knew
itz ova fo you
talkin all shit
hear my rymes
about you an you start
shitin bricks
yousa trick
a cheap azz hoe
talk about me
like fat joe my fo fo
gon go to ya dome
an when you hear
dat shit explode
you gon have
broken silence like foxy
you aint hot b
no one can stop me
an my brooklen crew
ill leave ya in a alley
holdin ya chest
cause you got sprayed
wit da glock
no i wont stop till da queen
come back get on ya knees
begin god pleese
to spare yo life
nothin write yo broke azz
cant eat you cant sleep
cause i threatin you to
make you eat da durt
da covers da curb
keep talkin shit
an my varetta gon spit
like twista wit dem fast wordz

lil gurl u can rite dem rhymes but let me tell u u tlkin shit 2 da wrong bith.own give a fuck where u from. stop tryin 2 b som1 u ain ho. u ain got shit on da s.a.b bitches n niggas bitch. i send ya in a body bag 2 haty n let dem mutha fucka's eat u alive.

i hear you talkin but you ain shit deez brooklyn niggaz a leave you paralized from da fo fo bitch dont hate

u rite all dem lil fuk ass rhymes bitch. i hear u i ain see u. 2 tell u da truth i ain believe a word commin out ya fuckin mouth nigga. n i ain gne beleive till i fuckin c it ho. keep talkin all dat mad shit bitch. i ain tryin 2 let no lil slut get 2 me. u jus betta b fukin thankfull u ain in my mutha fukin face rite now. we blow ya fukin head off.

fuck you bitch you da only slut i heard so go an get yo money on da track by suckin dat dick bitch