Straight Razor

[Verse 1] One bad bitch, throw your hands up Ain't goin' like a sucker, come on motherfucker stand up I'm givin' out Frankenstein's [pictures?] So come all at one time, I got somethin' for all you blind bitches Wanna fight me for the dumb shit? But as soon as you comin' out your mouth, [back that ass is it?] See bitches get out of hand for nothin' at all Small talk about somebody wanna fuck a man The nigga ain't all that, he abuses you And cruises through Manhattan with that stupid-ass [hat?] Thinkin' that he's some kind of villain They shot up his man, the duck motherfucker ran from the killin' And you's a stupid-ass ho For thinkin' that a nigga that be with a crazy [?] won't let you go But this here's another story Cause see that I walk with a gun no matter who runs the territory Cause see hoes be jumpin' fast But I just pull it and put a bullet inside your ass Sometimes you're in a jam Can you deal with the fact somebody else is fuckin' your man? And it happens kinda quick Your bust in the house, another bitch's mouth is suckin' on your man's dick But do you do things straight, or do you run to the back? Open the trunk, the nickel-plate 38 "Wait wait, baby, please" That's the shit he's coppin' when he's down on both his knees And to you the girl's a slouch So you pull the trigger, her brains fell behind the couch Now you're facin' 25 to life For what, a slut? When you wasn't the nigga's wife? Now your ass is in a ditch He doesn't accept your collect call, ain't that a (bitch) [Verse 2] You cuttin' up bitches like a maniac You losin' your girl, ain't a nigga in the world worth all that No matter how many minks he buy, how many drugs he supplies He has his eyes on another girl's thighs That's why he fly to the streets Meetin' up with another bitch, and takin' her to eat Girls to him they come a dime a dozen And they probably fucked his brother, fucked his father, fucked his cousin How many more can I name? You givin' all his relatives the pussy, it's a fuckin' shame So you [?] the crab [? time?] that you got a dagger and went and started to stab This motherfucker in his sleep It's either that or pull a trigger on a nigger you can't keep For self. Look out for yourself and stop worryin' about the rest Go 'bout your day you tell the kid go 'head with his self That's how it's done in a minute He's goes on a roll and patrol for a ho to put his pole in it And it ain't nothin' new Just think of all the dirty shit he did to you You [safely state?] but he still goes He says "Bitch, you wanna own a dick you gotta go buy a dildo" So you don't give a fuck Because he's all about makin' a quick buck and gettin' his dick sucked And yo it ain't gonna change A nigga like that is impossible to rearrange So what you do: fuck him, fuck the money, and the blazer Give that nigga a straight razor [Verse 3] So you can kill all that hand bit And save it for the [?] because it's dead and he can die from that man shit Lock him up, well I doubt it A nigga can hump every cunt and ain't shit that you can do about it You're better off to forget him A nigger don't wanna dig in his own ditch, then bitch don't fuck with 'im You got a nigga that plays, ya walk around with a razor Cause you got that you can fight like Frazier So you duck him. Tell him good luck, and motherfuck him And if your butt's still stuck, you better buck him Tell the buck you don't need him And beat him up and down, don't frown To beat him, that's how you defeat him Scream and shout until you pass out And if he doesn't [?] then throw his motherfuckin' ass out Fuck the bills he pays, leave him in pain for days When you give him a straight razor