Fuck Joe.Sai
Yea payback's a bitch
And this MC's ready to
Bury weaklings
And cause reapings
With just 3 things
Me, myself, and I
J don't need no glocks
But the heat don't stop
Courtesy of my crazy ass
You know what FCM was gonna stand for
Fuckin Crazy Muthafuckers
But being honest that's only for dam Joe
Sai
Cuz it's obvious I won't cooperate
With none bitch
You a numb bitch
Cuz when you cold like, O'Shay, Ice cubes
There won't be babe that like you
Too Much Hate
Yea what he said
So bitch come up to me
If you wanna get
Slapped, Detached, or snatched
In the face or ass
Cuz when you see the face of cash
You become a fucking hoe
Drop to yo' knees
But I ain't got no weeds
So pack ya' bags
And grab ya ass
And hope the metro coming fast
Cuz yo broke ass
Ain't gon' trap
A brother like me
R.I.P to Joe.Sai
R.I.P to Joe.Sai
But Jose still here killing everything
And anything
But 'y'all ain't listening
Used to think yall sleep
Cuz yall hair nap
But now i see it's the hate that
Everyone got for me
And the love for that 5'2 nigga
Man I fight you nigga
Him or her right here, right now
I don't give a fuck about dissing these clowns
Cuz they all afraid of Jose
Stepping up to the dome plate
Cuz the ball going yo' way
With everything I portray
The hood the nerd
The good the bad
The pen the words
The mental curse
A nigga have
And when niggas start with the bitchin'
I'm show you me and Andy Ruiz
Ain't that different
HOE
And this MC's ready to
Bury weaklings
And cause reapings
With just 3 things
Me, myself, and I
J don't need no glocks
But the heat don't stop
Courtesy of my crazy ass
You know what FCM was gonna stand for
Fuckin Crazy Muthafuckers
But being honest that's only for dam Joe
Sai
Cuz it's obvious I won't cooperate
With none bitch
You a numb bitch
Cuz when you cold like, O'Shay, Ice cubes
There won't be babe that like you
Too Much Hate
Yea what he said
So bitch come up to me
If you wanna get
Slapped, Detached, or snatched
In the face or ass
Cuz when you see the face of cash
You become a fucking hoe
Drop to yo' knees
But I ain't got no weeds
So pack ya' bags
And grab ya ass
And hope the metro coming fast
Cuz yo broke ass
Ain't gon' trap
A brother like me
R.I.P to Joe.Sai
R.I.P to Joe.Sai
But Jose still here killing everything
And anything
But 'y'all ain't listening
Used to think yall sleep
Cuz yall hair nap
But now i see it's the hate that
Everyone got for me
And the love for that 5'2 nigga
Man I fight you nigga
Him or her right here, right now
I don't give a fuck about dissing these clowns
Cuz they all afraid of Jose
Stepping up to the dome plate
Cuz the ball going yo' way
With everything I portray
The hood the nerd
The good the bad
The pen the words
The mental curse
A nigga have
And when niggas start with the bitchin'
I'm show you me and Andy Ruiz
Ain't that different
HOE
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Writer(s): Jose Escobedo
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