Sic Wit Tis

Here's some more, baby boy What's up, Flash? Scott? What's the motherfucking plan for this shit? Alright I'm going on You know what I'm saying? Yeah, that's right You gotta go up there, young nigga Shit Let me get this up there Boo hoo pastor! Pastor! Take a hit of this shit Alright, Claire Turn up the beat and let me come with some game, mayne Talking about these hoes who be tryna claim to fame, mayne But it's a waste of time, because Mac Mall ain't no celebrity I'm just a player with some G-A-M-E But that ain't it, 'cause I'm serving the dick To the hoes who got the tape and straight loving the shit That pimp shit that slams, niggas running scams And how to make a faithful bitch cheat on her man Plus that doja dank and the candy paint And the way-cool bottle of E&J that I drank And when I'm on that shit, you can't level with me I'm having church hoes think I got the devil in me It ain't over, fool, it gets doper When I'm freakin' your ho up on a sofa Legs all open like a TV antenna 'Cause a nigga get wild when I'm going up in her What's really going on when you leave home? My late nights hella hype every time you're gone You better lock your bitch up and got to sleep with your gat 'Cause if she page me, then man I'm at that (Through the window) And all I need is just one beat And I'ma pick your bitch up when you're sleep 'Cause I'm sick with this Sick with this, sick with this, I'm sick with this You know how that go, fuck the next nigga ho Haha, it's all good, though I see a gang a motherfuckers letting they hoes wear the drawers and shit Punk ass niggas tryna hog a bitch Them fools roll around taking they hoes on dates Suckers like that love to player hate When I see they ho and say "What's up?" Spit a little game and now I'm wreckin' the guts I got the bitch at the telly and she got way wild Had the trick on Erk-n-Jerk and she got way foul Started talking that being my lady shit Saying we can hook up on a relationship I said "Relationships? Now them is way too expensive, though Fuck being sprung, I just wanna break ya, ho" You found out and you damn near shitted Can't believe your main bitch did it But you should know, that that's the wrong ho For you to act hella funny, man, and fall for And when she hear this tape, she gon' hate this Probably even wish I never made this But the shit I spit is real so I had to I'm tired of seeing weak niggas who talked bad to By a period-having, stank pussy, yeast infection, no-money tramp bitch "Always wanna know where I'm at" bitch And what I'm saying, you should stop being like a sucker And leave her stranded at the telly and say "Fuck her" And then bump you the next bitch You should be about your money, potna And be sick with this Haha, you know what I'm saying? So sick, so sick, so sick, so sick Sick with this You know these niggas be trippin', man, playa hatin' themselves with one bitch. A bitch ain't shit, you need to get some money in your pocket, you know what I'm saying? Sheeit, fuck that bitch, mayne She just a little ol' ho, you know what I'm saying? Be real about yours, it's '93 You know what I'm saying? But check this shit out for these niggas Sick with this, that's how these fools be tryna be acting Poppin' at the mouth, hate to see me mackin' Ain't no trippin' in my pimpin', so it's funny how they love to hate The pimpin' ass youngsta coming up in The Bay, motherfucker So back up off the dick of a youngsta Tryna say I ain't on hit, you can miss me with that shit Because I'm known to spit the game that have these hoes 'noid 'Cause nann bitch with a pussy should be unemployed But when we first meet, I give you full respect I'd be the sweetest motherfucker that you ever met But don't think I'ma stop doing scandalous shit I'm taking mail, food stamps, check, even WIC, bitch And on the microphone I'm way too vicious So niggas watch your hoes 'Cause I'm sick with this That's right, that's right. Man, these hoes is hella sick But now, these motherfuckers — hoes ain't shit but these niggas decide to trip, you know what I'm saying? Taking that shit too far It's '93, you supposed to break a ho and bust a ho, you know what I'm saying? But uh — and about these bitches, though, wanna get a nigga with paper. But, uh, nah, you better get another caper, 'cause we out here tryna do this shit The SES Faculty ain't going for that shit You could be a SES ho and get the Crest, though, you know what I'm saying? Bitch Sick with this, so sick with this This young Crest player is sick with this Many hoes, many hoes, all sick with this Wanna get with this young playa 'cause I'm sick with this So sick with this, sick with this Sick with this, so sick with this Loc'ed out, yeah, haha, MVP, yeah Sawyer Street, bitch Get rich, get rich