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(woman) Yo, all you nigga just because you make records and shit, you got it goin' on and shit, you know what I'm sayin'? (man) Yo, shut up, bitch! (woman) Yo! You don't call me no bitch! Who the fuck you think you is, callin me a bitch? Who the... (man) Shut the fuck up, bitch! Ice-T: Yo yo yo, baby, don't get mad. Don't get mad, you know what I'm sayin' Let me tell you what really, what a Bitch really is... I once knew this brother Who I thought was cool with me Chilled out together Even went to school with me Fly nigga, my ace boon coon Used to low ride together Shot dice in the bathroom Ya want trouble? Well trouble ya found Cause we diss ya, then issue The critical beat down He needed money I would always come through Needed a car? He could use mine too But bust this! Out on the street People say he was riffin' Callin' me a sucker Talkin' bout how foul I'm livin' Someone heard him Poppin' that shit last week Frontin' for some pussy From some big butt freak Sayin' I'm his worker I was on his dick! Talkin' that crazy old weak assed shit and after all of that She still walked away How ya gonna diss your boy To get some play? And when I stepped to him about it He said, "Who snitched?" Yo, how did he go out? He went out like a bitch! So ladies We ain't just talkin' bout you Cause some of y'all niggas Is bitches too! (You ain't nuttin but a Bitch, nigga. Some of you niggas are bitches, too) 4x I knew this brother named Mitch Stone player He meet a girl, in five min. he lay her Trucked crazy jewels Hands smothered in ice Been to prison not once, but twice Kept a stupid thick posse Made of thugs and Crooks and hoods and vet hustlers Who were up to no good But they all stood behind him and watched his back That's the only way To roll on the track But yo, Mitch got rushed by feds last week The snatchbared the runk Of his white Corniche Took a look inside And what did they see? Two keys, and a gallon of PCP! Oh shit! The thought crashed Mitch's subliminal Three strikes, that's called Habitual criminal So insted of goin' under He snitched on his whole posse Maxed at the crib And sipped Martini and Rossi Sold out his whole crew That rat named Mitch Yo, how did he go out? He went out like a bitch! So ladies We ain't just talkin' bout you Cause some of y'all niggas Is bitches too (You ain't nuttin but a Bitch, nigga. Some of you niggas are bitches, too) 2x I knew this guy That was never that fly Couldn't act cool Even when he tried When we played rough He always cried When he told stories, he always lied A Black brother



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