Uuh, uuh
Hit them with the penicillin
Make ’em feel it
Make ’em feel it
cus all they wanna do is see a real b**h stress
Show ’em how you move when you walking with your set
playing check not checkers b**h hit ’em with the check
him to the left if he running with the next
wanna nagg he tell that p**y lift the skirt
Whipping up the porsche with the four door garage
Rolling like the mob
Changing your facade
Seven crips smack a b**h with the Mack eleven
Always been the wavy living loopy Makaveli
Got your mans in the corner hating acting jealous
felons ride or die do ’em dirty tilting like the fellas
Light like a feather
Shots pop off hope that you
don’t mess your sweater up
Run down Queen make the hoe come out her ladder
Now you’re nobody till somebody k**s you
And you ain’t poppin if nobody feels you
And we give ’em no wops they in the rearview
You be talking all that ruh- ruh we know the real you
Now you’re nobody till somebody k**s you
And you ain’t poppin if nobody feels you
And we give ’em no wops they in the rearview
You be talking all that ruh- ruh we know the real you
Hit them with the penicillin