BEELOW - Bitch Made Niggaz lyrics

(feat. Da Ganksta, Juvenile, Thug Addict, Young Bleed)

[Chorus:]

Bitch made niggaz

Ho ass niggaz

Punk ass, pussy ass, trick ass niggaz

Bitch made niggaz

Ho made niggaz

You's a punk, you's a pussy, you's a bitch ass niggaz

[Thug Addict:]

Tell me how you gon' try to compare to a fuckin' baller man

Better go to war with Saddam Hussien nigga fuck we be playin'

Get your ass cut shot wit' the pistol boy

Get your head knocked off put a hole in your top

I don't fuck around wit' no bitch made nigga,

no ho ass nigga, no punk ass nigga

That talk that muthafuckin' talk

but really can't walk that muthafuckin' walk ass nigga

Heart be beatin' a bout a hundred miles a hour

Talkin' that shit but know you coward

Now you bout to get your punk ass fouled

I'ma getcha, threw you nigga

Put muthafuckin' whole straight through you nigga

Man fuck you nigga, you a ho ass nigga

Ol' soft ass nigga, ma and pa ass nigga

I'll throw down the wall knock down the door

Cut a hole in the floor and put some dick in ya ho

I'll give it to you 'til you can't take no mo'

And treat you like a funky ass, stanky ass ho

[Chorus: x2]

[Beelow:]

You that nigga that be drunk as a bitch

You that nigga that's at the bar talkin' loud but ain't sayin' shit

You that nigga you that nigga that mean muggin' but ain't bout that mess

You that nigga You that nigga that talkin' shit cause you got that tat on

your chest

You that pussy ass nigga with that roughneck frown

You that same pussy nigga run when you hear that sound

You that nigga that's on the side sayin' he wish he was you

You that nigga that talkin' hit about the fuck you gon' do

You that nigga that's plotin' on the side to rob your friends

You that nigga talk your business just to get you ass in

You that nigga ballin' clear but can't can't take care of your kids

You that nigga that's always lyin' bout that fuck you don' did

You that nigga that's makin' record but ya ain't sold shit

You that nigga that's mad as hell cause I'm fuckin' your bitch

You that nigga that got bust and know you rattin' and shit

You that nigga that's off in jail on the next man dick

You that nigga that's out there cops-a-talkin' worse than a bitch

You that nigga that play your people when it's time for inches

You that nigga on the passenger side bootin' like it's your heart

I'm that nigga that's on the side that'll pull your ho card

You bitch made nigga

[Chorus: x2]

[Juvenile:]

Wodie, ya bitch made, that way since 6th grade

But I roll with big K's, and I'll leave the bitch dead

Head busta, up and comer, pathetic muthafucka

Get in my business, Juve's ready muthhafucka

Got a scope for you bold niggaz

We broke niggaz, choke niggaz

That scream, "Where the fuckin' dope niggaz"

There's a whole bunch of niggaz wit' PhD's

>From Jersey, Cali, and the UPT

Can't have ya shit

This haterism givin' niggaz a fit

Under 30 in my 223 click

Massed up position to buck on

To persuade these bitch ass niggaz to get the fuck on

[Young Bleed:]

I gives a fuck about you, you bitch you

Don't make me hit you and split you

Like a Ginsu, you crooked

Open up a can a stomp ass on a nigga

Or play target practice with that nigga Hilfiger

A gravedigger, smoke a nigga just like a swisa

You can run but you can't Ill still come and get ya

Be a man klet's do it like the G's do nigga

That's me and you not your whole crew nigga

What you scared

Got them black talons comin at yo head

Talk a lot of shit but when it went down you fled

You can't escape that infrared

Rounds and rounds of hot lead, now that punk bitch is dead

[Da Ganksta:]

It ain't no muthafuckin' game nigga, so why the fuck is you playin'

It's like these bitch made niggaz don't understand

Even off at the mall you ain't say a muhafuckin' thing

And you ain't use 'em, you act like you don't want your fuckin' brains

And this thang go, off in this game ho

Oh you ain't know, whooooaaa, there your brain's go

Nigga what you know about that real shit

Now what you know about the life bitch

That sharper than a knife shit

Fuckin' round'll get you fucked over

Ho, fake ass ho ass wanna be hard soldier

I see down and hardened ass nigga runnin' 'round fakin' the funk

And they gon' learn when a nigga knock off a chunk

Ol' punk pussy ass nigga in the boot ass bitch you

Nigga where your heart at

Where ya nuts at nigga you's a ho

[Chorus: x2]