You Said

You said, you said, you said
You said, you said, you said

You say that you movin' bricks, keep it packed like tuna fish
I heard that you cut the work up on some Freddy Krueger shit
You claim you a baller, but we all seen who you hoopin' with
Say you got the newest whip, but we all know the coupe is his
I ain't talkin' movies when I say that we be shootin' clips
You the type to hide under a table when the toolies blick
You been tellin' fables to your label, but ain't provin' shit
How you supposed to blow up but you blew it like a Hoover Crip
You act like your crew is thick, we seen who you maneuver with
Bitch, you ain't no lunatic, you just an unruly kid
Cross me like a crucifix, might end up on news at six
Or I might let you losers live depending on what mood I'm in

You said that you a boss, must've got a new position
Those ain't Loubotins, thought you said the shoes was Christian
Where's that coupe you slid in? Thought you said the roof was missin'
You said that you got them shooters, they must keep the Rugers hidden

Dudes is snitchin' on themselves, man, they too specific
You either stupid or the tunes you did is truly fiction
They writin' movie scripts to make it in the music business
You claim that you do it big but we all know the truth is different

You said that you movin' chickens, must be talkin' food in kitchens
You are just a waiter, you don't buss, boy; you doin' dishes
You are just a hater and a fuckboy, you move suspicious
Use the same pen to write the hit list that I write these hits with
Every time you try to talk to me, I start losin' interest
You don't wanna be a opp to me, I don't choose forgiveness
No, it's not wise; we Popeye's, make 'em chew the biscuit
You said that your dudes are vicious, but they just some neutered kittens
Ain't seen you on the block in while, they say you been missin'
I heard you copied my style, who gave you permission?
Ain't got time to feud with bitches, what's a hero to a villain?
Remember this, I might let you live but on a few conditions

You said that you a boss, must've got a new position
Those ain't Loubotins, thought you said the shoes was Christian
Where's that coupe you slid in? Thought you said the roof was missin'
You said that you got them shooters, they must keep the Rugers hidden

Dudes is snitchin' on themselves, man, they too specific
You either stupid or the tunes you did is truly fiction
They writin' movie scripts to make it in the music business
You claim that you do it big but we all know the truth is different

I heard you were stretchin' white, you run your mouth for exercise
We heard the dope was stepped on like you doin' the electric slide
The shit you talk is Ludacris; Move Bitch, step aside
You better check your temper, I been losin' it left and right
I was out here doin' this before the shit was gentrified
I'm talkin' 'bout the music biz; I'm true with it, I never lie
I keep it a hunnid; 10 for 10, I'm talkin' every time
You never quite made it to 100 like you Betty White
I been bustin' heads since nine, you can be the next in line
Detectives try to use your rhymes against you for some extra time
Those clowns cut you a check, that's nice; better spend your pennies wise
Guess we got a different set of ethics that we measure by

You said that you a boss, must've got a new position
Those ain't Loubotins, thought you said the shoes was Christian
Where's that coupe you slid in? Thought you said the roof was missin'
You said that you got them shooters, they must keep the Rugers hidden

Dudes is snitchin' on themselves, man, they too specific
You either stupid or the tunes you did is truly fiction
They writin' movie scripts to make it in the music business
You claim that you do it big but we all know the truth is different