Barrin' You Bitches

I'm staying crunk, I'm plenty drunk
I can't be barrin' you bitches
I'm staying crunk, I'm plenty drunk
I can't be barrin' you bitchesThese boys ain't wild, I'll fuck them cowards
Stick them bitches for richesMy nigga silent night, deadly night
That's when I start, when I start creepin' like a hitman
Scope my man then I toss the dynamite
Bitches y'all ain't got the guns, bitches y'all ain't got the fundsFuckin' around with Three to Six
I'll make you niggas duck and run
Hoes this ain't no game I'm playin'
I'm sayin', I'm fed up with you boysCrunchy catch that trick back on that
Ways he still remember them punks
Straight hoe nigga, flat broke nigga
Make his eyes close
I drop you niggas like I drop my hoesI say we marchin' and steppin'
Plenty weapons we packin'
Why you haters be lackin'?
Always dissin' with rappin'How you bumpin' our shit
Then you turn around an you diss?
You wouldn't want to step
We been in this shit you rookie bitchLet me see who it be, shh psych boy
I ain't sayin' your name, you know who you are Lil' Boy
In my time I saw faces, people of shades and races
People nail me to crosses like I'm Jesus, you SatanI'm staying crunk, I'm plenty drunk
I can't be barrin' you bitches
I'm staying crunk, I'm plenty fucked
I can't be barrin' you bitchesI'm staying crunk, I'm plenty drunk
I can't be barrin' you bitches
These boys ain't wild, I'll fuck them cowards
Stick them bitches for richesNow I ain't fucked up 'bout these niggas dissin'
'Cause a nigga givin' these blessings
See you like a dog you fetching
Starin' at a fuckin' weaponKnow your momma taught you better
Never try to diss a player
Maybe I can kill you now
Or stall around and kill you laterProbably I should call the boys
Tell them to bring them toys
We gonna bust them bitches
And fold them up like aluminium foilAnd keep loadin' them guns
Takin' 'em one by one
Throwin' up sets and snappin' necks
Until the job is doneTake em' on a lyrical holocaust
Infamous is just our mafia boss
Nigga walk around with his head blown off
Call me the wicked ass lord of farceNigga one look and get his ass ripped apart
Infamous coke has got no heart
Coming through the hoe, ain't no motherfuckin' boss
Fall to the earth [unverified]Hoes be froze in a permanent dose
These bitches blow me outta their clothes
Call me the nigga with the dirty nose
That will unload a 44 up to the foesAin't no playin' with you motherfuckin' hoes
Let's throw that rope but you hoes don't know
But the Infamous know you
So and so and toe and toe, I take the flowI'm staying crunk, I'm plenty drunk
I can't be barrin' you bitches
I'm staying crunk, I'm plenty fucked
I can't be barrin' you bitchesI'm staying crunk, I'm plenty drunk
I can't be barrin' you bitches
These boys ain't wild, I'll fuck them cowards
Stick them bitches for richesAh, [unverified] dress up on my head see
Heard dat? Ask motherfuckin' scared nigga
Hell yeah, jumped up out the bed
'Cause no sofa bed bitch ya heard?[Unverified] 4 clickas
Ain't going out like no bitch
Ain't no [unverified] out this place
Like that fog up in my faceAin't no rollin' like no sissy, ain't no busta bitch, okay?
Grab that gat cocked and handle
Like they think that I'm crazed
So hit in their the face like a third grader on acidI'm staying crunk, I'm plenty drunk
I can't be barrin' you bitches
I'm staying crunk, I'm plenty fucked
I can't be barrin' you bitchesI'm staying crunk, I'm plenty drunk
I can't be barrin' you bitches
These boys ain't wild, I'll fuck them cowards
Stick them bitches for riches