Y'all niggaz hypocrites and bitch made
Have me catchin cases all across the nation
When you niggaz see me you flee Why me?
Approach the juvenile delinquent, we still decent
Like the Mack make you fall back and stick yo' ass for back pay
Hahaha had love for 'em, but why you turnin on me?
Said I got raped in jail, picture that?
But then you picked a new direction, in the blink of an eye
Anybody ever seen Wendy Williams fat ass?
Why you wanna turn on me?
Fuck school we was skippin drink a fifth on the curb
I went to jail to bail to barely on probation
It, started so innocent, but ended in the fifth precinct
Cause I'm a T-H with the U-G
One way or the motherfuckin other
Never thought you would backstab me Why y'all turnin on me?
He shouldn'ta stepped in the fuckin ring
I made a song about my enemies and niggaz tripped
You can wear my clothes and my gold for the hoes
What you need nigga? Anything at all come to me nigga
Never thought you would backstab me
I went from, nothin to somethin now they all wanna see me fall
He don't step in the fuckin ring, that's how the shit go
They got a player facin three strikes, and we might
Why you wanna turn on me?
And the player haters hate to see a thug nigga ball
Through Jenny Craig to come find yo' ass
On the next dick down your throat, for turnin on me
Cause I'm a T-H with the U-G Why me?
Got a lot of love for, any niggaz gettin money
Well that's what Tupac gon' do
And they say we hate the East coast, but that's funny
Now either love me or hate me but real thug niggaz get paid
I put Jenny Craig on your fat ass, you fat troll
Just blast God bless the child that can get cash
And put you in a fat farm, you fat bitch
When I'm through, everybody cry nigga
Got a long line of niggaz player hatin me but gettin burned
If a nigga didn't want to get talked about
When Tyson get in the ring, he knock motherfuckers out
Playin catch and kiss, used to diss the herbs
And Mobb Deep, fuck you too nigga
I know your pussy stinks, you fat hoe
My time away just made perfection, did you think I'd die?
Gave you the keys to the jeep, offered my home as an open door
It's more than one way to skin a cat
I'm puttin Jenny Craig on you bitch
But all these niggaz turnin and never learn
It's more than one way to shoot a gat
All my old friends too busy now my money gone
It's more than one way to die nigga
Why me? Westside, how you do it boy?
It was hip-hop until Tupac fucked Biggie bitch
I never got a single visit yet I carry on
I'm about to put a twenty-thousand dollar, hit
Thug Life, Outlaw, Westside bitch
This old motherfuckin nigga in the South told me nigga
This is how we do it
Fuck {Wendy Williams} and I pray you choke
Talk a lot of shit but youse a trick in drag
If Tyson don't want to get knocked out
Why you always wearin Spandex you fat bitch?
It's Tupac so you know who said it
Me and you, no closer two, while drinkin brew
When you niggaz see me you flee
And for everybody who didn't like what I said about that other trick
Revenge is a payback bitch, get your gat
When niggaz come against me, I'ma knock they punk ass out
