[Intro: Lil' Kim]
Yeah, how many hitters can stand the rain
(Queen Bee Entertainment I'm runnin' shit now)
This is only a test
La la la la la
(What, we told you it was comin', ha)
La la la La la la la la
(We in front of the scenes
And in back of the scenes
So what you gon do now, hahaha)
La la la
[Verse 1: Lil' Kim]
Bitches wanna front on me (Uh huh)
But know not to come to me (Nah uh)
I keep ten Glocks
Ten rotts up in front of me (grr)
Like they sprayin sumin (Sprayin sumin)
Like they sayin sumin (Sayin sumin)
I gets my bark on like I'm DMX or somethin (What)
My reach is like Louis stiff eighty-four (What)
Yours is like Evander seventy-seven slow (Real slow)
Thanks to Taebo
I'm thirty two and O
When I catch a knock out bitches bring the cops out
Two for five spots
I tear the rocks out
Pop the tops out then clear the spot out (Yea outta here)
Nigga or bitch you don't want no problems (Fuckin assholes)
My revolver is a quick problem solver (Hahaha)
Don't never think I'm slippin (What)
Bitch I ain't dumb (Bitch)
I carry a stun gun inside of my hair bun
Hatin' ass niggas
I treat you like a bitch
Strap on a fake dick and stick you where you shit (Haaa)
I got warlords that's three time felons
Leave ya body swellin'
Leakin' from ya melon
And it ain't no tellin' when the bodies start smellin
Somebody took the story and sold it to Helen Keller
The guns and thing you sing about bring 'em out (Bring 'em out, bring 'em out)
Like I thought y'all havin' a gun drought
I'm a millionaire
I ain't rhymin' for the cash
I'ma relax and let my niggas get in ya ass
[Verse 2: Banger (Lil' Kim)]
All ya'll niggas is narrow straight peril (Shook)
Nigga like Banger make you swallow the barrel (Swallow it)
Criminal I ain't tryna battle (Never that)
On a ground or gravel
Through four make the hollows travel
[Bristal (Lil' Kim)]
I got Montana nines more tangled lines (What)
Who wanna wine and dine with Bris get in line
I fight like I rhyme niggas thirsty to shine (Thirsty)
Can't jack mine I'm one of a kind
[Banger (Lil' Kim)]
Die slow y'all niggas is dust like pyros
You sleep with your eyes close
Might as well be blind fold
See how much my nine hold blast my one
Dos tres to the cuatro cinco
Reload bitch (Yeah)
[Bristal (Lil' Kim)]
How you want it, head or gut
You soft like baby butt (Haha)
When these Brooklyn niggas come through (I like that)
Their jewels they tuck
For what
Intimidated how we hop out the truck
Or the S type Jag
Y'all niggas straight fag
[Chorus: Lil' Cease Lil' Kim]
This is for my niggas who ain't never have shit (Had shit)
Ridin' round town with gun in masses (Yeah)
Copped out the ten years but only had six (Had six)
All the ghetto hoods with only one bad bitch (Hahaha)
This is for my bitches who ain't never have shit (Never had it)
Settin niggas up for all they stashes (Aha)
Love cats with Roleys and Carti glasses (Oh yeah)
Nasty hoes who take it in they asses (They ass)
[Verse 3: Lil' Cease (Lil' Kim)]
Ayo I ain't gotta tell y'all niggas where I'm from
I ain't never tell no bitch when I cum, uh
I'm far from a lame you will never see me run
You know how we do it beef jump into it (Yeah)
M.A.F.I.A.'s the gang, Max Out the squadron
Nine millimeter team, MAC-11 marksmen (Yeah)
Who said we ain't rich, Kim's bling cost a fortune
Queen Bee niggas shootin' anything crawlin' (Hahaha)
From now on it's on when I catch you niggas snorin'
Any fresh event you can bet niggas spoilin'
Betta leave town (Uh) catch a flight in the mornin'
Get the cold out ya eyes somebody about to die
Three niggas got beef, three niggas got to go
Hit 'em all in the row like tic tac toe
Where you start is where you finish at
Show y'all the meanin of fam remember that
[Chorus: Lil' Cease Lil' Kim]
This is for my niggas who ain't never have shit
Ridin' round town with gun in masses (Hmm)
Copped out the ten years but only had six (That's right)
All the ghetto hoods with only one bad bitch
This is for my bitches who ain't never have shit
Settin niggas up for all they stashes
Love cats with Roleys and Carti glasses
Nasty hoes who take it in they asses
