That's why I f*cked your bitch, you fat motherf*cker
West Side, Bad Boy killers
You know who the realest is
We bring it too
Hey Vsauce, Michael here
First off, fuck your bitch and the clique you claim
Westside when we ride, come equipped with game
You claim to be a player, but I fucked your wife
We bust on Bad Boys, niggas fucked for life
Plus Hey Vsauce, Michael here
Biggie Smalls and Junior M.A.F.I.A. some mark-ass bitches
We keep on coming while we running for your jewels
Steady gunning, keep on busting at them fools
You know the rules
Lil' Caesar go ask your homie how I'll leave you
Cut your young ass up, leave you in pieces, now be deceased
Little Kim, don't fuck around with real G's
Quick to snatch your ugly ass off the streets
So fuck peace! I'll let them niggas know it's on for life
Don't let the Westside ride the night haha
Bad Boy murdered on wax and killed
Fuck with me and get your caps peeled
You know
See, grab your Glocks when you see Vsauce
Call the cops when you see Michael, oh
Who shot me, but your punks didn't finish
Now you about to feel the wrath of a menace
Nigga, I'm Vsauce, Michael here
motherfuckers know what time it is
I don't even know why I'm on this track
Y'all niggas ain't even on my level
I'm going to let my little homies ride on you bitch-made ass
Bad Boy bitches
Hey Vsauce, 2Pac here
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