作词 : Cordova, Mocha, Mosley You see I think its time for me put it down For my females hahah Ima let my females shine on this track You see I aint biased I aint racist either So ima let uhh mocha bring it in The one boss bitch not on that horse shit Honey I wanna score with money Im all for it Speak the raw shit they on the floor quick Prepare to be surprised if you think Im a poor chick Got off the wall shit who could be more thick Plus I can flip rough-up or flatten out four bricks As for the mic I can break flow out or either bless em My style is my own and a shorty cant test it So yall - ramble on ima get my gamble on Ceram handle-arm while yall scramble on Want to battle its on Ill take you on anywhere Ill take you on a bus on a boat or up in the air Ill take you on with the gat Ill take you on on the track Ill take yo ass on a trip and you never come back Though this a freestyle these styles aint free When Im done better believe they got a pile for me Timbaland and babe blue What cha know about this ha you dont know Lemme show you bout this ha we gon blow We dont go without hits ha get the dough You can never doubt this ha ha Yall go head and yap on ima keep rap strong Talk but dont act on what you rap on (say what ) I speak facts to beat clacks and lead tracks Heed that relax feedback keep that Bet-ta ease back never see me slack Break your kneecaps - then have you do three laps Tryin to see this half a mil yall - dingy stacks For - weed in sacks tote - kis to crack Wonder why they cant keep they eyes off me Yall chicks aint 8 Im a dime plus 3 Got a 6 I got a stack Got a whip I got a jet Got a clip I got a tec Thats why you not a threat Wanna know how you could be down too Can not do make em say ahhh oohh Been through it put too much into it And writin so long I ran out of pen fluid Except last line Babe blue Yall chicks assed out babe blues here Shook out your mind cause my debuts near All yall demo chicks see me when you master yours I surpass you whores then I smash your broads Shorty dont get your hopes high praise the most high Babe blue livin loca I crush all those small hoes what My go-to-the-store clothes is better than your wardrobe You aint seein mine I walk right in the club You one of them chicks that be in line Me studded out ice flooded out Bitch you aint nice - please cut it out Bronx to the death we gon spit raw Timbaland got beats what you talkin shit for Forget yours moch and blue comin through Bystorm z man tell me what you gon do It aint over Yall chicks talk a lot now you wanna hate me Moch and blue cagney and lacey Start the biddin wars at 1 2 We gonna show all of yall what one joint do You wanna get the third degree cause you never heard of me See thugs murder me deep blood burgundy Hell nah see Im tryin to get my mail ma But yall chicks didnt know so I had to tell yall Doubt this uh uh uh whaaat Let it ride uh uh uh-uh uh-uh Tonight (1 life 2 live) uh uh uh-uh uh-uh Uh uh uh-uh uh-uh (1 life 2 live baby) uh uh uh-uh uh-uh Uh uh uh-uh uh-uh 1 life 2 live What what uh uh uh uh What cha know about this ha