welcome to my streets were we make heat,, strip hoes bloody sheets with this life preach,,,. Still I rise on my feet,,trying to fight white sheets,, No soul under my feet..So dnt bite yo teeth and bedda bring yo leach, lil bitch got heat.. coochi growing got u boomed up wht you lions lil freak?bitches b weak,,, so i peeped murda she wrote for themn kill katts,,, keep talking tht thug I'll make you cum and pill your wig back,,You feel tht nawl hunty it just begun,, Thts murda one..Can't stand a dusty musty bitch sitting under my sun,,,trying to stick me foe my paper I ain't big popa,, make these hoes want my recipes.. Betty crocker This murda I prosper And wen my freddy ain't crewger can't sleep cause tht Lauren ain't hill but wen she ready or not,,,key murda killing bitches with machetes like kill bill,,,, Now thts real steal,, want to play Nina now these words finnah teach ya,,, I spit bars and I know it, Your shit garbage and you know it,,..This bitch crawling and she know it...my heat bawling in she know it,,,Tht ass mines and she know it,,You goddat dat paypa dan throw it,,sumbody mad and they know it,,Sumbody show me my opponent,.. Yeah u get mad at yo fuck ups I though I told ya,,,My commas add up to my burna,,U better sing this song right tina turna,, can yall please give these bitches a applause,, keep waiting for my presents I ain't Santa Claus,,but wen I bring my name I bring themn all,,Tryda fight to hide yo game I spit it all,,,My water falls in to deep wen I creep,,,I get heads,,Money dnt make me cum cause I ain't to pround to begg,,,