Bitch Ass

I ain't looking for no gun play so why you got your hand on your grip ?

I got my fist balled up because I'm ready to fight bitch

I can hear a lot of yapping but I just don't see no action

What you done forgot how to walk ? Nigga you ain't bout no scrappin

Bitch you low offendin me so no matter what you getting wooped

I'm gon shake you with the first punch and take you out wit the hook

An old fashioned ass woopin you run yo mouth to much

We couldn't talk it over like men I had to reach out and touch

Yo man hood and yo jaw up at the same time

Don't get up off the ground boy cause victory is mine

Don't let this embarrassment get that ass killed

Try to retaliate nigga and yo cap I will pill

Respect my heart I was born with thug in my blood

Respect my mind unless you just ready to die

Nigga picture me I'm like Tyson and Holyfield back to back

And in a matter of seconds I'll lay this whole club flat

Look at you now PUNTA ! (damn look at him)

This is what you send at me

These are your fuckin niggaz lyin on the ground (naw naw)

I told you bitchez don't fuck wit me

You fuckin cockaroaches don't want none

What ? What the fuck are looking at ? (nothing man, nothing)

You still want some ? (naw)

Send the rest of yo gumba's and take it to the streetz

(naw we don't won't no problems, we don't got no problems)

{Chorus Magic}

If you got beef

Then take it to the streetz HA HA !

Throw up yo hands motherfucka let's see if you really got beef

If you got beef

Then take it to the streetz HA HA !

Throw up yo hands motherfucka let's see if you really got beef

If you got beef

Then take it to the streetz HA HA !