GTG

Come on, baby, let's go get another fucking stain Beat them, whip them with the chain Feeling good up in the rain Thera-therapy, I be killin' bitches 'til the end of me Choking on your words, tell you when it's gonna hurt I'ma break your heart, Freddie gonna make you fucking split a- (What the fuck was that, Fred?) (Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, bitch) Consequences heavy, are your bitches ready? Step into my Chevy, aiming very steady Calm down, you ain't scared now You accept your fate, you can't relate, you bow down Stop that bitching shit, you never know who got the kick Aiming at your head dead Gonna put your ass to bed, night-night, bitch Use a light, bitch, Freddie right, bitch Murk a fucking snitch, rest in peace mane Take a load off, cold in yo' damn grave I think I got a cough, shit I'm sick, I got it from your blood These bitches always try to fuck with me, I'm in the mud Let's try to sort that out, I promise you I will go easy Your carcass fucking freezin', trickin' you, it was so easy I don't want a bitch or a hoe, I think you just got to go Meet me at the corner store, gonna leave you wantin' mo' Little suckers always comin' up to me What you tryin' to say? You little bitch, I'll end your day I don't want a bitch or a hoe, I think you just got to go Meet me at the corner store, gonna leave you wantin' mo' Little suckers always comin' up to me What you tryin' to say? You little bitch, I'll end your day