Vita
[Verse 1]
V-I-T-A, ,Kayslay, jersey, ya'll see me im still here, ainÂ't going no where, u can't escape the flows to hot, like prison got my balls on lock, so call the cops, bitch you like join, you gon ball or not, u talk a lot, but im the one who floss a lot ,of course it hots, cuz we spit acid rain, and my whole clique got a lot of gas to aim, im a little chick but I still hold my own, one room, whom im get n touch a bone, ma fame in here, with chains like chandelire, u can't stand to blur, throw ya hands in the air, wit ma niggas with the nocks in his socks over there, 'n ma bitches with the guns that pop over here. in a 6 dot, 6 drop, sick watch, big rock, big enough, you can't even hear it when it tickatock its vita to the tip debris , you know thereÂ's gonna be some shit if u mention me
Amil
[Verse 2]
I ainÂ't gotta say ma name ya'll know the voice, I ainÂ't gotta claim my vain ya'll know the choice, I donÂ't need nun of ma toys to make all of da noise, jus a couple of boys , need a couple of those, spell it out now bitch am-i-ll, really bone back bitch n I will, I ainÂ't really gon brag n boyst cuz I all I really have source, I lay it down fuck with everybody else that roll, of course i but the mean verse in, working hard n I still hardly work in, keep them A n R's fustrated n cursin' but hey thatÂ's jus me till I get the curtains, see im just that bout it, n labels always lured in, is it the tracks im hurtin, or do i look better in person(huhh) really bumpin drama king working all day, wanna hop up on dis big mama thing called slay
Angie Martinez
[Verse 3]
On this album I jus got a lil sumthin na say, for the people pickin through tryna find sumthin na hate, always tryna come sideways up in ma face, but I keep drivin this hot shit, fuck u today, for tomorrow n the rest of the week, you bout to see why (?) still invested in me, my hustlers deep, its me ya Angie mar, let me jus breathe, n i'll deliever like fed ex n i'll leave, if you believe or not I still drop you respect the degree , this is hip hop since ladies night over sea, in the truck with the whole army animal crew official, puttin it down small issue, I wish u understood everything good, everything not all easy when I roll, I got this, primus only spit the hot shit, why these muthafucks jus pop shit for real
[Chours]
Vita, Duche, Lady May, Mima, AG, Amil-ion, Sonja blade, lady
We gonna make it without you now
Ladies u know you like our style
We gonna make it without you now
Niggas u know you like our styles
Lady May
[Verse 4]
Catch may ina benz with the blue halogens, doin a buck 10 on the major deak end, paged your beepin, more cash again, mayors all about the shit, so I savage shit, see I chase chicks down n I cash em quick, ima throw bread chick that'll stash a brick, leave your mami mad as shit, have em fits, u wanna stab that ass quick and smash ya whip, blast a fifth, leave ya ass stift in a box, cuz I got smash game and i pitch it a lot, swift as a fox, causin all niggas to flop, I got poppies OT in different spots, picking a lock, stickin for rocks, ‘n dippin em drops, if shit hits the fan, they'll spit at the cops, I slay em like hay, im queen of dramaa, I may kay crazy bitch what holla
Sonja Blade
[Verse 5]
Got that fast money, fast cake, im known to push the rock even tho im not on a fast break, if any blue frames, matchin da blue range, if for fun hop out and cast the toot trains, one of two thangs, cop a few things and my name rang from bk all the way to ukraine, n anything im on bet the cd sell, n my truck so big I need to see thee L, we thee smell, eyes red, dro is green, rocks is blue, drop is new, flow is mean, popped n blowed the scene, yall know me, I spit it hot, n still keep low key like a midget slaught , I move the crowd, you chicks donÂ't budge it, mad cuz I cock kicks with your whole budget, the bros love it, when I breeze n ride with rims n keep trees on the side like tims
[Chours]
The Duche
[Verse 6]
Oh ducheÂ's style is so gangsta, she moÂ' force with it, then a box farce fitted, when the top stars get it, believe your girl Duche at the top of the bars chillinÂ', giving blocks more feelings, then the top lords dealin, now, feminine when I rock the all limit, no denim, stand out in the back whiles yours linen, open my mouth and they respect my diction, you open ya mouth and cats wanna let they kids in, this is for peeps albums rockin, fall back, call back, and yalls learn to stop the floppin, and it must be an off with option, guaranteed every cop against me is jus one who lost it, you see the way we start this, breathing, can't believe I make it happen in a blink like Barbra Ethan, and it donÂ't matter who go next, it ainÂ't in whether u do or donÂ't put blood on the coast
Remy Martin
[Verse 7]
Yo its with that bronx again, remy marT-I-N, oh my god itÂ's the song and the sauve marched in, cuz u know im the hardess regardless, niggas dont got charges for smackin rap artists, I got sons and daughters , respect tha goddess, n if ur the kid then wheres ur father, n if it comes out my mouth then im the author, young drew barrymore bitch why you start em, make sure u get the picture right, fuck what a bitch recite, all im interested in is what the fuck a bitch can write, after that, you gotta prove to me the bitch can fight, we done scrapping, let me see bust a gabbage, keep smokin that cabbage, n tokin that cabbage, n youve fucked up weeve gon be in a casket, all your different fathers sees gon really be bastards ,im drastic, reminisce can blow a flow backwards, bitches walk around lookin like straight plastic, u trash bitch, anything I spit some classic, radioactive, pure battery acid
