Sugarhill Mind Your Business

I heard Duedy is sayin' my name

But Notti is poked, hee got a shot in the brain

Humble be callin' his big bro's daddy, he is a lame

AR he's just a washed up old head, tryna get fame

I don't wanna catch Duedy, lil' **** got nothin' to take

Why they on my dick like, "Please just give me a break"

Let's just cut to the chase, there's so many deadds, I think I'm laced

Let me put them in they place, bitch, I'm the one and it's not a debate

If he think he slime, we wipin' his nose

Strike 'em, make 'em pose

Humble on cameos, bone 'em

Fade, Fade who? Your whole block faded

It's a clean up, I'm doing maintenance

Everybody keep testing my patience

Until somebody end up a patient

That's because you don't see it on me

Don't mean the gun not around

Lil' bro tryna air out the crowd

Push up on me, I bet you hear sounds

Bow, Bow, Bow

We got unlimited rounds

I want 'em dead, now

Send a blitz, then fly outta town

Can't wait to see Duedy, yo, my **** need is the lo’

Oh thats Butta, we aim at the fro

We out to Harlem like, "Where's the O?"

And little Osama, he is y'all pussiest member

He is the biggest pretender

Catch him don't leave, I bet he surrender

I heard Duedy is sayin' my name

But Notti is poked, hee got a shot in the brain

Humble be callin' his big bro's daddy, he is a lame

AR he's just a washed up old head, tryna get fame