Bichasniguz

If the heat is on I gotta freeze a frontin' ****

Shit'll hit the fan from the hand, squeeze the trigger

Attack of the bald heads, sleep if ya wanna

Beds is burned, you step to this you'll be a goner

Bitchasniguz not respected but neglected

Move on 'em, move on 'em, things'll get hectic

So watch your pockets, hold ya ho

You get hurt up, that's the word up

Fuckin' with Fredro

Understand, goddamn, who the hell is that little ass man?

The kid with the scams for all the tight jams

Shootin' at the stands, sometimes I grease the fans

Ain't nothin' worse than a bitch ass

Or which ass **** that's fakin', lies for attention

Try to rid a nut for a scratch, so stop itchin'

Wishin' perhaps I play the right guard

Tryna gain yards but I'ma hit you with sacks

Two to the temple, straight to the brain

So simple and plain, ain't a motherfuckin' thing change

But a hole in ya motherfuckin' tank

I would like to thank my ****, my ****, my ****

My ****, ****, ****, ****

Bichasniguz, I'ma have to pull ya skirt up

Bichasniguz, I'ma have to pull ya skirt up

Bichasniguz, I'ma have to pull ya skirt up

That's the word up, you get hurt up

Bitchasniguz, I'ma have to pull ya skirt up

Bitchasniguz, I'ma have to pull ya skirt up

Bitchasniguz, I'ma have to pull ya skirt up

That's the word up, you get hurt up

Bid DS, I'll put a hole in your chest

Grab ya by the neck, I hit you with the TEC

Onyx in effect, we always come correct

Smack the taste out ya motherfuckin' mouth

Big DS, I show ya what it's all about

Danger, danger, danger, danger

It's all about anger, the **** bitch banger

Bichasniguz, I'ma have to pull ya skirt up

Bichasniguz, I'ma have to pull ya skirt up

Bichasniguz, I'ma have to pull ya skirt up

That's the word up, you get hurt up

Bichasniguz, I'ma have to pull ya skirt up

Bichasniguz, I'ma have to pull ya skirt up

Bichasniguz, I'ma have to pull ya skirt up

That's the word up

I be with the crazy criminals from the pistol projects

Beat them down, whoever we suspect to fake moves

They play the bitch ass

Your choice is dead or death you choose

Make a bitch **** silent as a bad case of strep throat

Wild crazy klepto keepin' 'em all petro

Duck kids on the block gettin' hot with the rocks

When the time hit the clock, I knock 'em right out they Reeboks

That's my word, I hit a slick city kid or a herb from the suburbs

Bullets can't discriminate so I won't either

Make you holier than a bible if you not a believer

This ya worst dream when ya face my team

Bend a bitch **** over like the House Of Pain make ya scream

When I get you I say, "Gimme that bitch ass

Slice your throat with glass, get you cast or a ditch fast"

Ain't nothin' worse than a bitch ass ****

Ain't nothin' worse than a bitch ass ****

Move back, motherfuckers, the Onyx is here

My name is Sticky Fingaz, I'm the **** in your nightmare

Forget the crowd cheers, I live off fears

It's the best in me, even the music couldn't sooth me

It'll take more than U-Haul if ya tryna move me

See, I wrote the rhyme but it's weed talkin'

(All you bitch ass **** best just keep walkin')

Before I spit in your face, Onyx is the master race

Ain't nothing sweet about me, G, so stay in a child's place

With God as my witness, I broke the law

And had bitch ass **** in jail washing my drawers

Hit the floors and do crazy calisthenics

Then when they trip to flip they take a trip to the paramedics

('Cause ain't nothing worse than a bitch ass ****)

Talk a lot of shit, throw a punch and run

I have blood on my knife and a body on my gun

So listen up, son, don't act wild

Or I'll cramp ya style with a bullet and a smile

'Cause ain't nothin' worse than a bitch ass ****

Ain't nothin' worse than a bitch ass ****

Ain't nothin' worse than a bitch ass ****

Ain't nothin' worse than a bitch ass ****

That's the word up, you get hurt up