Bugz 97

Fuck that!

Who run shit, watch these drums hit

You dove head first into some old dumb shit

Here's a can of ass whip, for you to come get

Your clique made their trip, I made them hoes submit

Ask your girl, she knows the scoop don't fuck with Bugz bitch

I'll chop off her titty, have you sucking one tit

Them pink belly niggas is who you run wit'

Making half ass songs, shitty snares and one kick

I hate your damn sound, don't like it one bit

You can make a double album, won't have one hit

Your entire outfit is on some bullshit

And there's not a damn one that I can't out wit'

I admit, that my style is unfit

For mamma's baby boy because I'm on some dumb shit

Like I commit arsony, get harm quick

You pull the alarm switch, I'll stab you in your armpit

Now who the nitwit wanna come get wit'

This egotistic, hip hop fundal-mentalisitic

Don't risk it, you'll get your shit split

Now keep your distance, and keep existence

I'm the persistent when it comes to bench shit

I smoked a blunt with my judge before my sentence

I'm relentless to deny you're senseless

Yo bitch, pay my bill that's where the hell your rent went

Fuck that! {*Gun shot*}