Verse 1 if you sneak dissin, ( uh huh ) you gonna get some teeth missing, yall weak bitches ( for real ), we rob, beat and kill snitches ( boom ) we keep blickies, yall know that week sticky my finger itchy, the jail cell is empty your shooters iffy, a pussy nigga can never diss me ( for real ), we ain't sparring sissy's we came up out of six, and we don't spared Gd's I don't fuck around that type if shizz ( on god ) Verse 2 if you keep talking, your not going to be able to do walking ( blabla bloom ) your bitch stalking, she is stalking me hard and ( uh huh ) and you that she be watchin', you digging up your own coffin ( boom ) I ain't your prince charming, nigga the fuck you thing you are with all that yapping, ( yeah ) this isn't a threat, it's a motherfucking warning, nigga im working, their some shootings that I've been involving her pussy stinky, she needs to wash that shit pretty clearly ( on god )