When I say weak ass, you say bitch
Weak ass, bitch, weak ass bitch
When I say weak ass, you say bitch
Weak ass, bitch, weak ass bitch

When I say weak ass, you say bitch
Weak ass, bitch, weak ass bitch
When I say weak ass, you say bitch
Weak ass, bitch, weak ass bitch

How you feel with this nine mili mill to your grill
Haters talkin` lots of s**t, but they scared of the steel
If you want me come get me, `cause I`m real with this here
I ain`t scared of none you hoes, I ain`t never shed a tear

In yo hood bumpin` ridin` with a twelve case of beer
Ain`t no ni**a make no moves, get you scared, shook your fear
Y2K, hit the clock, so you know the ending`s near
One call to them killas and you just might disappear

Now ni**a all in my face, hollin` real but real soft
Bitch I`m holdin` up this glock, `bout to knock your block off
You a weak ass bitch and your CD cover show
With your fake ass face, I been knowin` ya so I know a sissy hoe

Yeah, I know, this a triple six city
All that MTV and BET got you feelin` s**tty
Just to think you used to be my dog, used to be my ni**a
Now you fake, but I stomp on you trick
In the grass you little snake bitch

When I say weak ass, you say bitch
Weak ass, bitch, weak ass bitch
When I say weak ass, you say bitch
Weak ass, bitch, weak ass bitch

When I say weak ass, you say bitch
Weak ass, bitch, weak ass bitch
When I say weak ass, you say bitch
Weak ass, bitch, weak ass bitch

Uh, we came to move the f**king crowd
Make the speakers pound
If you ni**as wild, knock these bitches out
Rumblin` the ground, tramplin` ni**as down
From the dirty south, where the ni**as like it loud

We should hypnotize, instigate a fight
Fire in my eyes so sate lucky Frank White
Ready for the gunfight, if you wanna get high
Ain`t no sympathize, make you sleep till it`s judgment night

Talk is cheap, I hear you talking but you ain`t `bout your biz
La Chat a mack ain`t got no time to play no games with a bitch
My motherf**kin` plastic gat we gonna rumblin` s**t
Then they gon` hit`cha smit`cha get`cha so don`t f**k with this s**t

I know you feelin` when I`m speakin` and I`m speakin` to you
Well hoe it`s true, who got the proof bitch, what you gon` do
I keep my mug `cuz I`m a thug, I left the twink on my grill
You got some manner, need to show it
S**t you claim that your real

When I say weak ass, you say bitch
Weak ass, bitch, weak ass bitch
When I say weak ass, you say bitch
Weak ass, bitch, weak ass bitch

When I say weak ass, you say bitch
Weak ass, bitch, weak ass bitch
When I say weak ass, you say bitch
Weak ass, bitch, weak ass bitch