Key: D minor•
Verse 1
D
Dm
(Oh my goodness!)
Somebody finna get they ass kicked
The rumors you heard ain't slander
Willie D don't give a fuck about
a goddamn by- stander
rolled, bitch
I'm inclined to physically whip your ass
But if you want to blast
Make a mothafuckin' motion like
you want to reach
And you gon' have a damn
funeral next week
D
Dm
From the hardest to the softest
F
Dm
For me to beat a nigga down
D
Dm
is a day at the office
D
Dm
So a nigga try to play me like a hoe
Oh- oh, oh shit, damn, that's a no- no
when I'm strikin'
F
(Oh my
Verse 2
C
F
Verse 3
Dm
You read these Nikes, 'cause you're fucked up,
F
punk
your ass stomped
(I'm a nigga insane kickin'
keep dreamin'
(Fuck yeah, Nightquil that sickness!)
Don't call mama,
F
Dm
'cause the bitch can't help ya
Better yell for a paramedic
Or somethin' that nature,
'cause I'ma try to break ya
Ass into mothafuckin' particles
Let's see if I can get you
in a newspaper article
D
Dm
To hell with emotions
I don't stop till I cream a
muthafucka like lotion
I beat your mama ass and
F
Dm
Gettin' mild, I don't play that shit
Fuck havin' mercy on a goddamn bitch
C
F
Nigga get beat, oh mama
C
F
Her ass is gonna read these Nike's
Verse 4
muthafucka
F
Am
And left your trademark upside his head
Verse 5
F
Dm
Yeah man, that was one of
I usually leave the whole
Verse 6
hang with, trick
Friends ain't shit when you're
gettin' your ass kicked
But if your buddies want to
get in my mix
Chop- chop yo, bitch
D
Dm
F
I kick ass, you won't ever diss
F
C
Now do you want to make a bid?
F
Dm
I didn't think so, 'cause I'd have yo
Ass screamin' just like a damn hoe
When I hit ya in your goddamn mouth
F
Dm
And show you what a real
nigga's all about
When I dispose of your ass like waste
F
Dm
And nothin' but my shoe is in your
mothafuckin" face
You're readin' these
Nike's
Verse 7
Look at you now, muthafucka!
(Oh shit!)
Look at
(Oh! Aw, hold up, man
C
F
Alright, man, al right, I quit, man
I quit, alright aw shit)
F
F
Fuck with me!
C
(Oh man)
(Hit it)
Verse 8
Here's an incident that got me sent to the slammer
C
I'm at the club rappin'
to this hella hammer
This bitch was holy, severely cut
So I'm rappin' to her,
right? To see if she'll fuck
'cause honestly
That type of shit don't matter to me
Just when we was leavin'
out the goddamn door
Some trick- ass nigga fronted
me bout the whore
I let the fool file with a diss or two
But the nigga kept pushin'
the goddamn issue
So I pulled out the 9mm
And bust his ass in the head,
you could see the
Blood gushin' out his goddamn skull
He played hisself,
Nike's
(Oh my goodness!)
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