B4 I Step on the venue Lyrics

These hoes is ugly but they got a fat ass

I'm out to get cash

I beat the last bitch i caught going through my stash

It's like a sickness

Take out a witness they be all up in my business

They get lynched with the quickness

Snitches die

Bitches lie

I hurt they feelings make em cry

Ask me for a ring and I put one around her whole eye

Shout out to q'mello but bitch we ain't got no soul ties

I'm a pig, no bean pies

yea I heard the outcries

She seen a body layin' on the ground in the flies

He owed me money so I beat him with the 45

Til he coughed up blood

Then I held his face down in the mud

Sent a picture to his folks make sure it's understood

Soldiers get smoked when they on leave should of stayed out the hood

T faye the only one that's safe the rest is no good

You a seaman?

That's what I left in your bit when you was on a mission

Don't come back actin up or you gon' be decommissioned

Pull your body out the water they caught a seal fishing

When I tap the trigger it activates the weapons piston

Ejects a round that'll cause you to lay face down

You hit by the time you hear it 'cause it's faster than the speed of sound

But it ain't faster than when bitches see me

I pull 'em standing around

Steel bat to your knees, make you bow down

Shop gold chain on you better stop now

These rappers faggots got a piercing in they eyebrow

While you going on dates I tell these females ain't no time to chow

Biting my style I knock your teeth out that shit not allowed

What I rehearse be taking time on my verse

Rappers fall off I be like damn he taking long in that hearse

I like that bitches that's mean

Crazy men on my team

If you don't have all my cream you gonna see the red beam

I should charge just to mingle

Because I see why you single

I get paid in advance before I step on the venue

I like that bitches that's mean

Crazy men on my team

If you don't have all my cream you gonna see the red beam

I should charge just to mingle

Because I see why you single

I get paid in advance before I step on the venue

You niggas lame

Pushing punk in the game

My crew robs every nigga with designer and chain

Rapping pulse in my veins

Make it pop out my brain

Remember standing on the sidewalk

Trying to sell all that strain

Know I'm destined for fame

I'm feeling great and it's strange

Thinking 'bout pulling the rope real hard and watch mc's hang

Startle you from the jump that's my intention it's death

Actin' like I'm doin' compressions when you losing your breath

Pat your pockets when I meet you they ain't say I do theft

Leave it out it's wide open I receive like a klept

The vocals I intercept

Steal your soul through the vest

Cook you up I'm the chef

I'm only built for Cuban links

And magic Johnson minks

Cruising through the rolling 60s for a crenshaw tee

Gon' be all the things that Big L seen but didn't get to be

All they can do is afford forces and a white tee

You still paying for that chain talkin' 'bout a degree

Trying to catch up to me

Stay in your lane late fee

Your girl sells tummy tea

Dallas rappers is under me

Trying to make bops, you'll shoot a nigga then you'll call the cops

Pull that on me I'll let it loose and make your body hot

I'll grab a chick and let her know I'll make her body rock

Messing with me I can't tell how many people that my trojan caught

Uh

Yea uh

I like that bitches that's mean

Crazy men on my team

If you don't have all my cream you gonna see the red beam

I should charge just to mingle

Because I see why you single

I get paid in advance before I step on the venue

I like that bitches that's mean

Crazy men on my team

If you don't have all my cream you gonna see the red beam

I should charge just to mingle

Because I see why you single

I get paid in advance before I step on the venue