Verse 1:   These niggas be actin' like I fucked   And didn't call 'em for weeks   Like they wantin' a nigga dick   In between they butt cheeks   They staight bitchy   Without their bleedin' and kotexes   The villain that go to texas   Nigga got a plan full of o's and x's   What's yo' game plan?    Niggas be sayin' you sabotagin' me   But yo' bitch be suckin' my dick,   She be tellin me that you dodgin' me   Like piazza, a nigga gots ta,   Keep my roster, with bitches slidin' home,   No lickin' yo' shit, yo' bitch is gone   Niggas be thinkin' they makaveli,   Tryin' to bring drama   Soon as these niggas whoop that ass,   You talkin' dear mama...   But face to face, these niggas be cheesin' like velveeta,   Lookin smoked out,   Hitin mo' pipes than peter   Stuck with broke hoes, broke ? ? and ? ?    Pussies that they be fuckin',   Used up and sideways   Stretck marks for days,   She about two-hun,   Gotta get pissy drunk,   To fuck her and have fun      [chorus]   These niggas and hoes act the same,   Can't tell em apart,   Always runnin 'round   Lookin for some shit to start.   These bitches run they mouth,   Nigga, constantly   All in mine, nigga   All the time   It ain't my fault   That yo' punk ass broke   Mad, 'cause you only got   Stress to smoke.   I heard that shit that you was plottin'   Nigga you can try   To fuck with mc ren,   But you must be high      Verse 2:   Niggas be high because   They workin 9 to 5   But the villain be hibernatin'   Wakin up at 5... pm   You see them niggas be bitchy because   I wont let 'em up on my team   And give 'em a title like hakeem,   I'm peelin' caps like tangerines   Tellin' niggas I should   Break 'em off chips   Get 'em in clubs free   And take 'em on trips   Free-loadin' ass niggas   Lose all they sense   When they think they gon' floss   Off my expense   Niggas be goin' corner to corner   Bringin' up the bill   Askin questions like the popos   Tryin to see if I made a mill'   Then they take that weak shit   Back to they home fo' pillow ? ?    She shakin' her head like you tellin the truth   But she want yo' ass to walk   What the fuck you expected?    Always bitchin' at me   When she fuckin' yo' ass,   Nigga she be seein me.   Go look in the room,   A costume, fo' haloween,   Of that black nigga, you know who   So you can live yo' dream      *chorus*      Verse 3:   I hear yo' ho punk bitches talkin' shit,   Tryin' to have some say   Tellin' other hoes they wouldn't   Give me no time of day   Still livin with they mommy   She babysittin' while you fuckin   Gettin county cheques and money   From them niggas that you dick suckin   But nigga, why these bitches all in mine?    Why, nigga, hearin bullshit all the time?    Hoes from high school be wishin   They coulda got wit this dick   You know how they be in the car-hop clicks,   Muthafuckin' tricks   Now these hoes jockin'   Like all up on my style   You broke bitches,   How you like me now?    Actin' like makin' cheese is a muthafuckin' crime   If I said "drop yo' panties",   Bitch you drop em in a dime      *chorus*