CAPA/TRACKLIST
Letra : No GTA [Beat Ya Bitch 2]
Go, ayy, real Murda Worth sh*t, I'm talkin' 'bout
Ayy, you know?, ayy, ayy, real Murda Worth sh*t
This song is all cap, this just for entertainment, I'm just a rapper, I do not condone any violence, I just feel like, you receive what you dish out, you know?
N***as say they only like GTA, I'll show 'em what that is, you know?
Go, go, go, go
I know where yo' daddy stay, better hide that b*t*h, tell him, "Move around, quick"
Wish I knew where his mama stayed, I'll walk down on her and smack that b*t*h
He don't be in the city, he put up like sh*t
B*t*h, I been in the city, on the stripes like sh*t
Got lil' Dee sliding and he slide like sh*t
Put a .50 round on him, when I see his dreads, I hit
F**k GTA, I'm in real life
In the straight A with a stick on me
I used to hang with them, I'm like, "What the f**k?, should've stuck them up"
I got the blick on me
Slide on him, with a straight face, hit his big homie
Know where is daddy stay, we gon' hit the place, let a 7.62 sh*t on him
I used to hang with them, I'm like, "What the f**k?, should've stuck them up"
I used to bang with them, I'm like, "What the f**k?", them boys wasn't on none"
The only one banging that b*t*h, like what the f**k? Why the f**k do you even got a gun?
The only one saying that sh*t, walk in the spot, they playing my sh*t
Beat up the end of the Drac' like you beat yo' b*t*h up (Like you beat yo' b*t*h up)
Droppin' racks in the back of the bank, it need to get picked up
Kankan can catch fifty out the F.N
His b*t*h wanna f**k, I'll F it again
Pull out ten, spread it again
I know where yo' daddy stay, better hide that b*t*h, tell him, "Move around, quick"
Wish I knew where his mama stayed, I'll walk down on her and smack that b*t*h
He don't be in the city, he put up like sh*t
B*t*h, I been in the city, on the stripes like sh*t
Got lil' Dee sliding and he slide like sh*t
Put a .50 round on him, when I see his dreads, I hit
F**k GTA, I'm in real life
In the straight A with a stick on me
'Bout none
Straight A
Straight face
His big homie
Straight A
And his big homie
B*t*h, ayy
Ayy, you know?, ayy, ayy, real Murda Worth sh*t
This song is all cap, this just for entertainment, I'm just a rapper, I do not condone any violence, I just feel like, you receive what you dish out, you know?
N***as say they only like GTA, I'll show 'em what that is, you know?
Go, go, go, go
I know where yo' daddy stay, better hide that b*t*h, tell him, "Move around, quick"
Wish I knew where his mama stayed, I'll walk down on her and smack that b*t*h
He don't be in the city, he put up like sh*t
B*t*h, I been in the city, on the stripes like sh*t
Got lil' Dee sliding and he slide like sh*t
Put a .50 round on him, when I see his dreads, I hit
F**k GTA, I'm in real life
In the straight A with a stick on me
I used to hang with them, I'm like, "What the f**k?, should've stuck them up"
I got the blick on me
Slide on him, with a straight face, hit his big homie
Know where is daddy stay, we gon' hit the place, let a 7.62 sh*t on him
I used to hang with them, I'm like, "What the f**k?, should've stuck them up"
I used to bang with them, I'm like, "What the f**k?", them boys wasn't on none"
The only one banging that b*t*h, like what the f**k? Why the f**k do you even got a gun?
The only one saying that sh*t, walk in the spot, they playing my sh*t
Beat up the end of the Drac' like you beat yo' b*t*h up (Like you beat yo' b*t*h up)
Droppin' racks in the back of the bank, it need to get picked up
Kankan can catch fifty out the F.N
His b*t*h wanna f**k, I'll F it again
Pull out ten, spread it again
I know where yo' daddy stay, better hide that b*t*h, tell him, "Move around, quick"
Wish I knew where his mama stayed, I'll walk down on her and smack that b*t*h
He don't be in the city, he put up like sh*t
B*t*h, I been in the city, on the stripes like sh*t
Got lil' Dee sliding and he slide like sh*t
Put a .50 round on him, when I see his dreads, I hit
F**k GTA, I'm in real life
In the straight A with a stick on me
'Bout none
Straight A
Straight face
His big homie
Straight A
And his big homie
B*t*h, ayy
