You Still Ain't Shit To Me

[INTRO: ALL] Bruce Wayne Moebadis, I'm back at this Original goodfellas TNT is in this bitch Check it out [VERSE 1: MOEBADIS] I serve Clarks and Kents I'm packing heat in events My nigga Esham, and T Equals slugs in your chest So you best to jet Nigga, we wild like the west Flex, we flex Trick bitches can suck a dick Heads get split Classical ass whips for niggas who talk shit I'm letting my 9 spit I'm always on the grind bitch (Esham: Moebadis, back at this) Niggas thought I gave up the motherfucking rhyming But back in that ass for another fuck When I get you, nigga You better duck [VERSE 2: ESHAM] Well it's them killers that rhyme And fuck the hoes You might see me rolling a convertible Rolls I washed off my dick cause I fucked your bitch I'm underground baby, and won't ever switch So excellent Accurate like a sharpshooter Kilo shopping, O-Z chopping This is for the niggas who be real with their shit Ho ass niggas so illegit I just want to clock cash and rock the mic It ain't the Devil's son in law or Dolemite I got a ho in Atlanta, says she Funkdafied Bitch's pussy so big she's nationwide Boy I tell you motherfuckers in the world ain't shit So many fake motherfuckers, their counterfeit What you saying boy You wanna get with me Big bank take little bank You still ain't shit to me Still ain't shit to me Still ain't shit to me Still ain't shit to me [VERSE 3: TNT] Well it's the microphone master Crashing the party Swerving on the freeway Drunk off Bacardi You better get your bitch cause I'm a hog about it And if you think I fucked her Bitch, don't doubt it I still move them bigs in the 'hood on the regular Million dollar deal Making moves on my cellular I don't give a fuck if your ho don't dance I always wear Adidas Screaming fuck your man It's the T, it's the T Motherfucker it's T I'm down with Moe, (Bite?), and Masta-M-I-N-D Copping a quarter key From the police I flee Busting shots at my enemies Cause you bitches ain't shit to me