Damn, oh Yeah, it ain't over motherfuckers the motherfucking saga continues Now says he stepped the fuck off Here's what they think about Here's what they think about Here's what they think about What they think about Fuck all y'all goddamn. I'm glad y'all set it off used to be hard. Now. You're just wet and soft But you was down with the AK and now I see you on a video with Michele looking like straight Clothes oh, I saw it coming. That's why I went solo It kept on stomping when y'all motherfuckers move straight out of character Living with the whites one big house and not another nigga in sight I started off with too much cargo drop four niggas now making all the dough white man Just fooling the niggas without a tooth. Oh, you're fooling y'all niggas. Just phone I put that on my mama and my dad home Yellow boys on your team, so you're losing a yo Drake stick to producing calling me You Benedict easy You got jealous when I got my own company But I'm a man and ain't nobody helping me trying to sound like America But you can yell all day, but you don't come close cuz you know I'm the one that broke it and ran a hundred miles, but I still got one to go with the L E N C H M O P and y'all disgrace the CPT cuz you get fucked out your green bar white boy with no You know without Vaseline Damn it feels good to see people on it The bigger the count, the bigger the pillage Who gives a fuck about a punk ass villain You're getting fucked real quick An easy dick, it's nothing like MC Win shit Tried to tell you a year ago But Willie D told me to let a ho be a ho so I couldn't stop you from getting ganked Now let's play big bank, take little bank Try to dis ice cube, it wasn't worth it Cuz the broomstick fix your ass so perfect Cut my hair, now cut them balls Cuz I heard you like giving up the draws Gang banged by your manager fella Get money out your ass Like a motherfucking ready teller Giving up the dollar bills Now they got the villain with a purse in high heels So don't believe what rings say Cuz he's going out like tooth to kiss day But I got a riff for you Toby Used to be my homie, now you act like you don't know me It's a case of divide and conquer Cuz you let a Jew break up my crew House nigga got her running high Yelling captain but you moved to Riverside Sit on front, MC ran Cuz I remember when you drove A B210, poke as a motherfucking joke Let you on the scene to back up the first team It ain't my fault one nigga got smart And they ripping your asshole apart By cutting your grin, oh yeah The villain does get fucked with no Vaseline They ain't getting no, they ain't getting no They ain't getting no, they ain't getting no They ain't getting no Vaseline I never have dinner with the president I never have dinner with the president I never have dinner with the president And when I see your ass again I'll be hesitant Now I think you a snitch Throw a house nigga in the ditch Half pint bitch, fucking your homeboys You little maggot, easy E turn fag With your manager fella Fucking MC ran, Dr. Dre and Young But if they were smart as me Easy to be hanging from a tree With no Vaseline Just imagine a little bit of gasoline Light em up, burn em up, flame on So that Jericho is gone On a permanent vacation Off a massive plantation Heard you both got the same bank account Dumb nigga, what you thinking bout? Get rid of that devil real simple Put a bullet in his temple Cause you can't beat a nigga for life crew With a white dude telling you what to do Pulling wolves with the stand Now I gotta play the silence of the lamb With a mission who's a punk too Trying to fuck me but I'd rather fuck you Eric like punk, always into something Getting fucked at night By Mr. Shitpacker Been dumping for the goddamn cracker, no Vaseline And be wearing motherfucking shit