Bitch I Aint Scared Lyrics

Bitch I Aint Scared

(INTRO)
Now let me tell you a story
About a mof*cking p*ssy
You better listen cause this story
Its a good bed time story for your baby
hahahahahah G

(VERSE 1)
Let me tell you about mof*cka now
Everytime i get a gurl hes always around
Trying to get down,and to bonce her up and down
Let me show how i fell now,look at the rhyme i wrote down
Eeny meens miney mo catch that mof*cka by the toe
If we dont let him go,that mean hole,Click.Clack,Pow!!
Mof*cka down we dont f*ck around we B&W Bloodz and Cripz now
White&Black or Black&White we dont care cause were always tight
We can spite out rhymes that could blow your mind
We can cock that trigure and call you run
We can make your funural arrengment for 9:09
We can pop that trigure and make your cry
Whats better for you funural arrengments for 9:09,blow your mine or get called run
I think funural arrengments at 9:09 is better for me and my tribe
Cause we dont have to think about YOU!!,we dont have to make a gun go POOF!!
And you'd get the chance to meet *PROOF!!*,up there i mean higher then the ROOF!!
Now go and do your weights and take your protein shakes
I dont care if your biger then me,My nine can blow bottles of protein shakes
I aint scared of you G you can come to my face and call me a p*ssy
I'll laught at your ass a nine will get blast
Cause i aint scared of a protein drinker and a Tuna eater
Cause i do the same busta,i get my protein between your moma tits and i get my tuna under your moma clit

(CHRORUS)
Now get out of the way from my face busta
Me and crew will take a nine and blast yea
We dont care if we go to prison,now sit on your ass and listen
CLICK,CLACK,POW!!,I told you to listen,now you see your gunen
Leave my gurls alone and i'll leave you be
If you dont wanna leave them be,its gona be easy as 1,2 and 3 (GUNSHOT)

Now back to that fagette ass playa
Telling every girl hes a cuddle straight ass lova
Im telling you man your just a fake ass creatine man
Running around like colaide man,saying i got arms like popey arms
But we got guns size of popey arms
You just lucky that you met me
If it wouldent of been a me,you would never met a chicky
If you think of it,every chick you dig'd it i started it
Jenna you dig'd it
Steph you trid it
Olivia you dig'd it
But every chick you dig'd it
You stold then from a person you called bestfriend
But i called them f*cking jelous motherf*cking peice of shit you heard bitch but then
Do you know what i say to them,i say say hello to my little my friend
Then pop that trigure call you run til you run and hit a dead end
Now let me tell you the story with the bullet hiting your body
CLICK CLACK POW!! your body is on the ground byebye G
Now f*ck the story lets come back to the song im writing about you
Im using you like your Hilroy,I got 4 pages on you boy
Now let me tell you what the other poeples thinks about you
Everybody thinks your just a cocky,mocky,p*ssy f*cking queer ass playa
Why do u think u have so much enemys busta They all wanna take your face grind it against the cement like you a cement crusha
Dude your just a lil pretty boy,thats why im writin on you like you Hilroy
f*ck you punk p*ssy f*ck you chump
Let me go one on one on you and see if i dont blast you up
You never saw me pissed off right to my top
Nobody saw me but if i have my nine milimity with me it will get cock'd
Right to the top,get pop'd,right to you heart
f*ck the Ski Mask,f*ck the Hard Top Boots,f*ck the Ruber Grip
I got brown hair,brown eye's im 6 sum feet tall and i got a dick

(CHRORUS)
Now get out of the way from my face busta
Me and crew will take a nine and blast yea
We dont care if we go to prison,now sit on your ass and listen
CLICK,CLACK,POW!!,I told you to listen,now you see your gunen
Leave my gurls alone and i'll leave you be
If you dont wanna leave them be,its gona be easy as 1,2 and 3 (GUNSHOT)

Now listen Busta,I hope you know your gona get hurt a day or another
Cause you f*ck'd with the wrong man and f*ck'd with the wrong crew,alright man
Just giving you a notice,cause you passing infront of me looking at foolish
Put that smile down and give me a C upside down
Cause you'll get hurt a day or another motherf*cker
You still practicing basket every f*cking day
Dam man i practice once a month and i still beat you at it
So grab your ball and your jump soul and go work out your soul out
You see i never work out and i can still go all out
Get it thru your mind you never gona do NBA
You too short,too cocky,too sissy and way to sore lossa
So grab your Jordan 20's and i'll grab my nine milimity
Lets see who's prettyer on court sissy
If ever you get foul'd and u break your knee
Dont think its me im on your team dumby
Or maby i did a dealy with the guy on the other teamy
Slide a couple 20's under his jersey and he did it for me
Dont take it personaly look what you did to me
Stay with olivia the longest you can please
So you cant come and barge into me and my gurl again u fagetty
If i get a chicky and you do that to me againy
Dam dog you better f*cking run
For your f*cking life cause i have a GUN
Motherf*cker dont ever do that again cause you'll get slice
And my ass will get charge with 25 for life
I dont want life to life if i get life to life i wanna see the the light
At the end of the tunel but you gona be 6 feet under ground in a canel
Dead grave yard dead with a stone saying R.I.H f*cking snake
R to the rest I to the in H to the hell im gona ring that bell
Wake up Satan tell him there's Mat with a L going to hell
You better rate this song a 5 not a 1 if u rate a 1 RUN!
Cause my gun cry's to see sun and my bullets cry's to see blood
So this was a good bed time story for the baby's i got it Git R Done
Be ready for part two im working on it its called You Better Run
O look at the baby is slepping lets wake him up with a newsflash
CLICK-CLICK-POW good night Mat

Stephane Lacroix 16years old
Tuesday June 27th 2006 2:18am
Saturday September 2nd 2006 10:19pm

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