Burn Rubber

Inside beotch<br>Yeah you know about that, real players<br>The real ones<br><br>[Verse One]<br>I burn rubber on you quick as hell<br>You need some toilet paper, don`t shit on yourself<br>When you see me rollin in luxury<br>I won`t fuck witchu, so don`t fuck with me<br>I`m just ridin, sidin, whippin and dippin<br>I look at all the young hoes trippin<br>It`s no big deal when little hotties get hot<br>When niggaz get jealous, somebody get shot<br>You in love? Might make you lose your mind<br>That`s why I run these gray girls, two at a time<br>With no discretion, to me you`re so depressin<br>Actin like you don`t know, my profession<br>I look at them thighs, and look at them titties<br>Take your ass straight on out, of Sin City<br>Wearin all pink just like Hello Kitty<br>Bringin back all C-notes and no fifties<br><br>{*scratched: "so damn.." "..fresh", "word"*}<br><br>[Verse Two]<br>Burnin rubber on these bitches, so fast..<br>Burn rubber as you smash all fast<br>Tell it like $hort, no ass, no pass<br>All you Santa Claus players, be on your way<br>With a bag full of toys on the back of your sleigh<br>You hit your girls house, one by one<br>Climb down the chimney, and give `em all somethin<br>You trick, don`t come around me frontin<br>Talkin `bout how you pimpin givin hoes what they wantin<br>You worse than a studio gangsta<br>Behind closed doors, gettin his bootyhole spanked up<br>You suckers disrespect the game<br>All these video hoes out there spittin your name<br>You love it when they make that, ass clap<br>But she don`t give me no cash, I`ll pass it back<br>... I kick her where she stash the crack<br>In the plastic sack, when she crash the `llac<br>Punk bitch!<br><br>{*scratched: "so damn.." "..fresh", "word"*}<br><br>[Verse Three]<br>They tryin to give the rap game to some real punks<br>It`s just like when disco, killed the funk<br>Can`t tell me nothin, when I know I`m right<br>Like a bowlegged bitch with a overbite, that suck it right<br>Player this pimp don`t lie<br>How many porn stars you know that went to Crenshaw High?<br>A lot of fuckin for a whole lot of nuttin<br>You just wannabe noticed so you`re out there sluttin<br>I never really cared about popular fame<br>It`s all about sittin on top of the game<br>So don`t stop `til your panties drop<br>Fuck the mayor, the preacher, and a cop<br>You better tell him what it cost, get his mind on track<br>Cause he look like he lost<br>Bring him back, and dig in his pockets quick<br>Steal his watch, and make sure he got a drop, beotch<br><br>{*scratched: "so damn.." "..fresh", "word"*}