Common Sense - The Bitch In Yoo - Sözleri

(Yeah for your nation... 

for your nation...) 

Verse One: 

A bitch nigga wit an attitude named Cube 

Step to Com wit a feud 

Now what the fuck I look like dissing a whole coast 

You ain't made shit dope since AmeriKKKa's Most 

Wanted to cease from the Midwest to the East 

On the dick of the East for your 1st release 

Your lease is up at the crib house niggaz get evicted 

And videos wit white boys talking you get Wicked 

Natural Born Killa, nigga you natural born God 

Look, read listen, got the nerve to say you rob 

Hyprocrite, I'm filling out your Death Certificate 

Slanging bean pies and St Ide's in the same sentence 

Shoulda repented, on the 16th of October 

Get some beats besides George Clinton to rock over 

Rap career is over, better off acting 

What trouble I see, you're managing WC and Wack 10 

You backed in to a four corner hustla 

Lying on your dick, said you was fuckin her 

Use Higher Learning, don't take my words out of text 

Went from gangsta to Islam to the dick of Das EFX 

It'll take the Nation of Millions to Hold Me Back 

From giving you mouth shots or hit wit the pipe Ralph got 

When sucker ain't around, it's your Friday, it was good 

I wasn't salty, she was wit the Boyz N the Hood 

Chorus: 

I see the bitch in you when you don't speak your mind 

The bitch in you, looking me in my eyes lyin 

I see the bitch in you, simply hard, you find 

The bitch in you but yo it's coming out 

Verse Two: 

Up on this rap shit, Cube, I'm calling out 

I break in and smack niggaz that's in the Slaughterhouse 

This ain't no East coast, West coast, none of the above 

I'm from Chi, I went to Cali, niggaz gave me love 

There's a thin line between the fake and the real 

Grafted ass nigga, I see through your Glass Shield 

Had skills once upon a time on this project, yo 

I'm a have ta wreck a Ho'shea 

I heard a ho say you her favorite rapper 

(So what) so I had to slap her, ugn 

And violate you, a Muslim drinking brew 

Your nigga ain't no Mack 10, he's a 22 

I seen you, you ain't say shit to ATL 

Cube, I like that diamond charm, I might cuff it, then sell 

It out, like you sold Kam and Threat 

A year ago, you wasn't talking shit about the West 

Guess you knew you're shit was done plus the one got you cable 

Hoo Bangin, you ain't banging shit but the table 

And the Circle Madd, ain't got no choice but to fight 

Ain't none of y'all muthafukas got a chance on the mic 

Anytime you come out, yo, I'm a talk about you 

Until you let that bitch in you, walk up out you 

Any last words before I hit the switch 

From the immortal words of one, a bitch is a bitch 

Chorus 














		
			



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