[Produced by Tha Bizness]
[Intro]
I'm so disrespectful, so so so disrespectful
I'm so disrespectful, so so so disrespectful
[Verse 1]
Your daddy f**ed your mama then f**ed your sister
Then climbed in your bed playing with your sh**ter
Go 'head, take your belt off and hang yourself
Matter of fact grab your strap and bang yourself
Jay's a big man, he's too big to respond
I'm a big dick, you know the one everybody's on
You 'gon make me sing ''Murder Was The Case''
Bullets ricochet *ping ping*, shoot the star off your face
I'm international, I'm never home, mane
I've been gone so long my accent changed
You better watch who you f** with, mate
Or you 'gon make me carve your a** up now straight
Come on, Game, you will never be my equal
Your homies shoot doors, my n***as shoot people
See me I'm what you never 'gon be
I'm in that tax bracket you never 'gon see
[Hook]
When you cross me, I'm so disrespectful, so so so disrespectful
See, I get so disrespectful, so so so disrespectful
When you cross me, I'm so disrespectful, so so so disrespectful
See, I get so disrespectful, so so so disrespectful
[Verse 2]
That n***a Buck like Gator, tell momma he done smoked the TV
I ain't know he f**ed with more dope than B.G
Plus a n***a sipped more syrup than Pimp C
Man keeping these motherf**ers rich ain't easy
Especially when a n***a wanna stunt like Jeezy
And his CDs' didn't sell like his CDs'
Man, that n***a blew all of his chips on them breezies
Mad cause the world won't treat him like Weezy
Look I don't give a f**, n***a, please believe me
No n***a in no vocal booth around can see me
It's crazy how I make this sh** look oh so easy
They say, "50, nah, I don't f** with him, he oh so greasy
Yeah, he used to share that paper now he oh so greedy"
It's funny how they sh** on me cause them they need me
See me I'm number one, I'm loading up my gun
I catch ya and you done, you p**y n***a run
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
They say first comes love then comes marriage
Instead I got Shaniqua in a baby carriage
Then came the cash then the baby mama drama
I gave that b**h a half a mill, she blew it on Prada
I remember when I met the b**h and she ain't have nada
Got my son on some fly sh**, now I gotta buy sh**
Man, I can't even flaunt sh** cause everybody want sh**
Everybody mad, damn even my dad
And I don't even know him, now how the f** I owe him?
I ain't giving nobody sh**, I'mma show them
I gave Game hits, he told me to s** dick
Started screaming Westside and Dre ain't say sh**
Now we just eat off him, and when I talk to Em
A smile comes on his face, he told me here's the case
''Enemies stay enemies but friends they change
n***as go crazy over money, my mane''
[Hook]