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verse 1:
who da hell wan test me big guns and things
see me in the source book b*tch frozen rings
never bin a follower always bin a leader
y'all to need is get down on ya knees
when you agreed i'm a gangsta
see me in a ball wit my
? no dudes ain't afraid to pull da trigger
get s**t trucked ima fkin' icon
in da streets whispering 'bout my rock
cos i'm da broad from da east
smelling like gucci and envy linen pants with
the crease
ya wanna piece i dont think ya hand ready
c 55 but i used to push da shell in
fked up tracks which y'all just rap
never touch paper most a y'all just act high these flights pimp rap
must tell y'all da truth i get it in
but y'all messed around in da boot
what da fk y'all suck comin all y'all sm*ts
poppin' up worldwide everywhere like starbucks
what da fk y'all suck comin all y'all sm*ts
poppin' up worldwide everywhere like starbucks
hook:
she's a gangsta not a prankster y'all
not a follower but a leader now can y'all feel dat
timbaland: she's a gangsta girl, she's a gangsta girl
ms jade: now can y'all feel dat
timbaland: she's a gangsta girl, she's a gangsta girl
verse 2:
i got a sick giff, roll me a big spliff,
crazy when da mic palm in my black fist
you do it like you, i do it like dis
ms jade powerful da project pi*s
now how y'all want play, spit it for da big pay
i leave dat as* up in smoke like eminem and dre
semi auto a.k, do da s**t da philly way
we roll out the ? just to get away
best 'bout time we settle this
up in da club throwin' bows acting ghetto-ish
and if i stop i'm a still be a rebel chick,
hey you fkas lookin' quick
puffin' in a tin of it be da case like puffy did
legistyle i'm poppin' big , when i'm gone trust me i'm a still live
take but i'd rather give you fkin' with the bigger kids,
bigger ones, bigger funs, bigger foods,
timbaland give the beats
hook x1
verse 3:
choosing down 95 with a cup in my hand
hot grills large bills top up in da rubber band
got da anger math, wont let 'em burn me out
'cos i'ma strong black women ya grown black woman
games do i really play 9-5 bin paid
pills are da grim s**t, never fk widda trays
i don't care if it bothers you i'm still gon blaze
so sick like a virus that never goes away
hey hold ya breath you can smell da success
spit 16 if da pit pat on your chest
yes i'm so blessed ya cats is so stressed
yeh da streets bin talkin' 'bout my pin a due da rest
future mapped out, money linked all in
i'm a saturate da game then sink y'all in
snakes fates and d*ck riders what i despise
out to take it all over and will not compromise
hook x2