Picture This

Ooh-in, yeah F O X nigga, Made Men, it's official gangsta' shit Trackmasters, that's right, what you know about this? B.K., yeah, woo While you hoes play rich, I'm a made bitch It's funny, how you bitches forget who the don-ga-gun bitch? Filthy rich and I don't hate, I still throw on some Sean John shit Ears all rocking, ankle frostbit Fox to cocky, nigga, know your place Nigga won't f**k this til I cop a case Face no dudes in this shit, I'm a cla*sy bitch A niggas style and my dot six shits Before I run through Prada and skate through the district Niggas wanna see me on some real flip shit Cop my biscuit on some f**k-a-do shit What? Niggas forgot that I'm a BK bitch And it gets no iller than this, cocks*cker Is it the rocks on my wrist that got you amazed? Or the cars that I whip that got you dazed? Or the way I be lookin' when I rock my braids And of course y'all know, my niggas amazed So f**k what you heard, it's simple and plain Benzino cock back shit to shock your brain Can't stop that 'til I lock this game Won't hold back, I want lots of fame Picture this Who the f**k, niggas think they are? F O X Y pull niggas car Niggas got to meet me at the bar Take a bitch to burp off while I'm sliding off Picture that Who the f**k chicks think they are? M A D E pulls bitches cars Hookas better meet us at the bar We ain't gon' shop, unless it's on and pop Y'all niggas kill me tryin' to bang on wax Fake gangstas, my shit bang on tracks And before you know it, dude, I be bangin' your act You not a real thug, I mean, she told me that And don't get it twisted 'cause I hold the gat Don't try and risk it, I won't hold it back Me, Benzino, kill you over a bitch? What? Picture that Picture this Who the f**k, niggas think they are? F O X Y pull niggas car Niggas got to meet me at the bar Take a bitch to burp off while I'm sliding off Picture that Who the f**k chicks think they are? M A D E pulls bitches cars Hookas better meet us at the bar We ain't gon' shop, unless it's on and pop