Ooouuu Dream Chaser (feat. Beanie Sigel & Omelly)

Pussy

You's a bitch ass nigga, nigga

Never did nothing in your fucking life

What's your resume, you's a male stripper nigga

None of the real niggas in Cali fuck with you nigga

You know I'm plugged in and you know who this is talking pussy

You always showed me the utmost respect nigga

You's a bitch nigga

Never did nothing in your life how dare you play with niggas like us

What the fuck is your resume?

Its Osama Twin Llamas and I'ma fuck around

Why you worried about Meek? Sit your gay ass down

Actin' like you that nigga when you a fuckin' clown

You wanna rumble? I got the 30 on me right now

Swing a punch, bop, bop, you goin' right down

Barkin' up the wrong tree, it's time to bite now

Ain't no more coppin' pleas, it's on sight now

Trigger finger itchin', fuck the wait, strike now

Nigga, you was a stripper, nigga

You copped a plea in every beef you been in nigga

You can't be fuckin' serious

You bumped your fuckin' head, you joke

Nigga you's a fu-, I can't believe this nigga, man

That'll push up like this

Murder, murder, murder that be the case

Man this nigga outta pocket, man he softer than Drake

Drum on my lap, I'm strapped when I hop out the Wraith

Swing a punch on cuz, I knock a chunk out your face

Had a glass pot Pyrex, cookin' the flour

You had a thong up you ass, male hooker for dollars

I got enough clips, bitch, we can shoot up for hours

Get it jumpin', hit the switch like a '64 Impala

Clip fully auto whole strip'll get showered

One phone call I'm in LA in three hours

The bully, please don't bring me out of retirement

Aye Mac chill let me do my thing I got him

Ooouuu, ooouuu

Ooouuu

(You was a stripper)

Philly shit

(Nigga you trippin'

You was a stripper)

B Mac in the building, Omelly in the building

Deuce in the building

DC in the building, Yay in the building

I can never lose, chess or checkers make a move

Drippin' in them jewels like I just got out the pool

Skinny nigga sittin' on that money like the jews

Only time we make it to the TV if it's the news

We was tryna make it out them trenches, you dig?

Young niggas trappin' out them benches, you dig?

You gon' be a felon or a witness, you dig?

All this money, murderin' is senseless, it is

Fuck 'em and tell 'em if I ain't gon' feed 'em

All this money I'm gettin', prolly ain't gon' need 'em

Niggas said that we beefin', prolly ain't gon' see 'em

I'm just pushin' them buttons on 'em and they gon' leave him

Durk checked you, Thug sonned you (what else?)

Fif dropped you (what else?), Mac oned you (what else?)

Strippers turned rappers look what we come to

You a faggot, my lady'll never fuck you

G-A-M-E, please don't tempt me

Four pound with the lemon squeeze like simply

Ridin' dirty sippin' on the eighth like Pimp C

Land at the Clearport, truck my Bentley

Comin' down Sunset, I'm not done yet

I've been to Bompton, you don't run that

Shout out to YG, where my bloods at?

Call my eses, where them guns at?

I'm with them 40 niggas, I'm never with 40 niggas

Promo your album they got you making up stories, nigga

Stripper to rapper, rapper to stripper you corny, nigga

A sucka

That's what you do to sell you album

You only gon' sell like 15 thousand the first week

I put a mil' on it

DC4 on the way

Heh, y'all niggas is crazy talk to the D's I got lawyer money

You was signed to a rat, you a mouse nigga

I'm sittin' on that money like a couch, nigga

Make me crumble you cookie, you Girl Scout nigga

Make me move to Calabassas, buy a house, nigga

Calabassas, Mac 10 the masks

Waiting on that red Bentley just to fly past us

Hollow tips ripple through the window, shatter glasses

Mac just landed at the port he want some action

Catch you at the drive-through, hit 'em and wax 'em

Desert eagle Sigel hit your body, slide you backwards

Make a nigga moonwalk, talkin' Michael Jackson

I don't let my goons talk, they be only clappin'

Menace to society, got guns by varieties

Teardrops on your face, you ain't got no bodies

Son you like you Ray Ray, nigga you ain't Bobby

Treat you like you Day Day, Deebo on a Friday, pussy

Somebody touch me then somebody die

Beat the body, throw a party like its Mardi Gras

I'm from Philly, nigga, all we know is homicide

Throwing millis tryna make a nigga momma cry

Brace yourself double barrel pipe

Do him like Caine's cousin Harold at the light

Weigh like 170, nigga, I don't fight

Do it with the guns or we can do it with the knife

Do this shit for fun, we could do this shit tonight

Cause we was never cool, nigga, you was just 'aight

New Jack City me and Chino on the bike

I'm sittin' back with the uzi that's your life

I'm gone

Pussy

This ain't about East or West neither nigga

Its about niggas and bitches, power and money

Riders and punks

Nigga you been a bitch nigga

You don't do nothing that we do nigga

You don't get down like we do

We applying pressure on you bitch ass nigga

You know what I'm saying

Niggas already know man Tak, Bossilini, a underboss