Beef (Freestyle)

(verse 1)

yo, soons that im done beating yo butt, i'l

have ya in mercuy, and pain run over yo

butt, with a shotgun, poppin' bullets, at ya

like if i were poppin' champaine, if u have

a beef between me then i have a beef uh

between u im m.c princezz, remember

my name on da street in my h2 hummer,

switcin' lanes n dont mess with a chic, uh

like me lil homie coz i reprecent da hip

hop game and i heard dat hiphop was

dead oh yeah! thats coz ya stink and ya

rapping sceard it away but don't get mad

at me coz yo rapping is lame and ya rap

was so bad dat da president, said yo rap

stinks pack ya bags ya gonna mess da

next plane. ha! ya got a beef and ya got

problems but ya just mad coz my dough,

stacks like tetras columns. and i really uh

dont care bout how ya hate my rap but

its goin' down and ya may have a beef

with me but this is my beef free style.