i hit your bitch she on me got 4 nighas in my humvee not new shit that army that true boy not boosie that's why you're girl she fuck me that true boy she fruity it true boy im dirty it true boy i eat booty reppin nap town city talk tech steppin watch the bitches flock even gang momma call superstar crispy cream looking fire looking beam catch me on the lack not in your fucking dreams fuck that cap talk you bitch dog catch me slippin you wish dog like 69 you snitch dog like pac u hit dog how many rappers must die for tryin me how many mill must i make before im king i bring fire to the game and fame to my name money to the dealers and gold to the frame