Testo Fuck You

Nine shots greet ya, greet ya; hang with Lil' Cease-ah

But don't sling pizza, pizza

The gat carryin, rap barbarian

Ninety-six Blake Carrington
I brings the most dangerous diseases

Trife please MC's of all types

Homosexuals, dykes, intellectuals like my flow, my charm

Wifey on the arm and stay fuckin other bitches

Style never switches

Inhale, exhale, bail Nino Brown out

for shootin up a townhouse in Hempstead, kids fled

Rumors was dead, no beef with no cliques
Niggaz don't want shit, Trife impresses

Lexus GS's, chicks in iceberg dresses

Who the best is? MAFIA

But faggot niggaz wanna spoil it

Stop me from having marble faucets and gold toilets

I force it down your throat like sodomy; mama proud of me

Cause I stopped killin niggaz for free



Uhh, uhh

The Anne Klein sportin coke, snortin niggaz lovely

I keep my pussy fresh like Dudley; watch the show

as my flow bubble over like Mo's and Cristal's

Ain't scared to bust my pist-al, sippin hard on Cristal

Dream accounts, large amounts

Cause Frank don't play with lai money, get high money

Ready to die Grady, no if's, and's, or maybe's

I'm not your average lady; put that on my 380

Me and my bitch catch flights to Texas

Niggas call us Crystal and Alexis

Bump into some hoes that be in Houston boostin

Trunk full of Donna Karan in the rental LeBaron

Uh, who us?

We just swervin, in the dark blue Suburban

Drinking Bourbon, with Heinekens for the chaser

Police'll never chase us we too fly for that

Processed and fingerprinted we too dime for that

I be, flirtin for certain, wearin short skirts and

but ain't no dicks insertin see, that's the difference

between me and other bitches, they fuck to get they riches

I fuck to bust a nut, Lil' Kim not a slut

I gotta reputation to look out for

Plus my boss is a outlaw



Uhhh... motherfuckers think they tough guys

Motherfuckers better hold hands steppin up

Faggot ass motherfuckers

They really ain't no true players



Death comes to those that oppose the clique

Dick-riders get off the dick

cause, Larceny got guns for y'all

And if I get bagged my lawyers got tons of ones for y'all

Catchin cases, niggaz pull they macs out

Niggaz getting mad cause I dug they backs out

Then I blacks out, start shootin kids

Cribs is vicious, makin my escape jumpin bridges

Malicious - sometimes the danger taste delicious

Rule number three don't take love from no bitches

You know what makes me much stronger than you

I can take pain much longer than you

So what you gon' do when I run up in that ass-crease

How you wanna spit a grease?