Bichasniguz

[Verse 1: Fredro Starr] If the heat is on I gotta freeze a frontin' nigga Shit’ll hit the fan from the hand squeeze the trigger Attack of the bald heads, sleep if ya wanna Beds is burned, step to this you’ll be a goner Bitch ass niggas not respected but neglected Move on ‘em, move on ‘em things’ll get hectic So watch ya pockets, hold ya ho Ya get hurt up, that’s the word up, fuckin’ with Fredro Understand god damn, who the hell is that little ass man? The kid with the scams for all the tight jams Shootin at the stands, sometimes I grease the fans Ain’t nothin worse than a bitch ass or which ass nigga that's fakin, lies for attention' Try to ride a nut for a scratch so stop itchin Wishin perhaps I play the right guard Tryin to gain yards but I’ma hit ya with sacks Two to the temple straight to the brain So simple and plain Ain’t a mother fuckin thing change but a hole in ya motherfuckin tank I would like to thank my nigga My nigga My nigga My nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga [Hook x2] Bichasniguz I'mma have to pull ya skirt up! Bichasniguz I'mma have to pull ya skirt up! Bichasniguz I'mma have to pull ya skirt up! That's da word up, you get hurt up! [Verse 2: Big DS] Big DS, I’ll put a hole in ya chest Grab ya by the neck, I hit you with the tek Onyx in effect, we always come correct Smack the taste out ya motherfuckin mouth Big DS I show ya what it’s all about Danger danger, danger danger It’s all about anger, the nigga bitch banger [Hook x2] [Verse 3: Sonsee] I be with the crazy criminals from the pistol projects Beatin ‘em down, who we suspect to fake moves They play the bitch ass, your choice is dead or death you choose Make a bitch nigga silent as a bad case of strep throat Wild crazy klepto keepin ‘em all petro Duck kids on the block gettin hot with the rocks when the time hit the clock I knock ‘em right out they Reeboks That’s my word I hit a slick city kid or a herb from the suburbs Bullets can’t discriminate so I won’t either Make you holier than a bible if you not a believer This ya worst dream when ya face my team Bend a bitch nigga over like the house of pain make ‘em scream When I get you I say gimme that bitch ass Slice ya throat with glass, get you a cast or a ditch fast [Onyx] Ain't nuthin' worse than a bitch ass nigga! Ain't nuthin' worse than a bitch ass nigga! [Verse 4: Sticky Fingaz] Move back mother fuckers, the Onyx is here My name is Sticky Fingaz I’m the nigga in your nightmare Forget the crowd cheers, I live off fears It’s the beast in me, even the music couldn’t sooth me It’ll take more than U-Haul if ya tryin’ to move me Ya see I wrote the rhyme, but it’s the weed talkin All ya bitch ass niggas best just keep walkin Before I spit in ya face Onyx is the master race Ain’t nothing sweet about me G so stay in a child’s place With God as my witness, I broke the law And had bitch ass niggas in jail washin my drawers Hit the floors and do crazy calisthenics Then when they try to flip they take a trip to the paramedics Cause ain’t nothin worse than a bitch ass nigga Talk a lot of shit, throw a punch and run I have blood on my knife and a body on my gun So listen up son, don’t act wild or I’ll cramp ya style with a bullet and a smile Cause ain't nuthin worse than a bichasnigga! Ain't nuthin worse than a bichasnigga! Ain't nuthin worse than a bichasnigga! Ain't nuthin worse than a bichasnigga! Ain't nuthin worse than a bichasnigga! That's the WORD up, you get HURT up!!!