Steph Lacroix - b**h I Aint Scared lyrics

b**h I Aint Scared (INTRO) Now let me tell you a story About a mof**ing p**y You better listen cause this story Its a good bed time story for your baby hahahahahah G (VERSE 1) Let me tell you about mof**a now Everytime i get a gurl hes always around Trying to get down,and to bonce her up and down Let me show how i fell now,look at the rhyme i wrote down Eeny meens miney mo catch that mof**a by the toe If we dont let him go,that mean hole,Click.Clack,Pow!! Mof**a down we dont f** around we B&W Bloodz and Cripz now White&Black or Black&White we dont care cause were always tight We can spite out rhymes that could blow your mind We can co*k that trigure and call you run We can make your funural arrengment for 9:09 We can pop that trigure and make your cry Whats better for you funural arrengments for 9:09,blow your mine or get called run I think funural arrengments at 9:09 is better for me and my tribe Cause we dont have to think about YOU!!,we dont have to make a gun go POOF!! And you'd get the chance to meet *PROOF!!*,up there i mean higher then the ROOF!! Now go and do your weights and take your protein shakes I dont care if your biger then me,My nine can blow bottles of protein shakes I aint scared of you G you can come to my face and call me a p**y I'll laught at your a** a nine will get blast Cause i aint scared of a protein drinker and a Tuna eater Cause i do the same busta,i get my protein between your moma tits and i get my tuna under your moma clit (CHRORUS) Now get out of the way from my face busta Me and crew will take a nine and blast yea We dont care if we go to prison,now sit on your a** and listen CLICK,CLACK,POW!!,I told you to listen,now you see your gunen Leave my gurls alone and i'll leave you be If you dont wanna leave them be,its gona be easy as 1,2 and 3 (GUNSHOT) Now back to that f*gette a** playa Telling every girl hes a cuddle straight a** lova Im telling you man your just a fake a** creatine man Running around like colaide man,saying i got arms like popey arms But we got guns size of popey arms You just lucky that you met me If it wouldent of been a me,you would never met a chicky If you think of it,every chick you dig'd it i started it Jenna you dig'd it Steph you trid it Olivia you dig'd it But every chick you dig'd it You stold then from a person you called bestfriend But i called them f**ing jelous motherf**ing peice of sh** you heard b**h but then Do you know what i say to them,i say say hello to my little my friend Then pop that trigure call you run til you run and hit a dead end Now let me tell you the story with the bullet hiting your body CLICK CLACK POW!! your body is on the ground byebye G Now f** the story lets come back to the song im writing about you Im using you like your Hilroy,I got 4 pages on you boy Now let me tell you what the other poeples thinks about you Everybody thinks your just a co*ky,mocky,p**y f**ing queer a** playa Why do u think u have so much enemys busta They all wanna take your face grind it against the cement like you a cement crusha Dude your just a lil pretty boy,thats why im writin on you like you Hilroy f** you punk p**y f** you chump Let me go one on one on you and see if i dont blast you up You never saw me pissed off right to my top Nobody saw me but if i have my nine milimity with me it will get co*k'd Right to the top,get pop'd,right to you heart f** the Ski Mask,f** the Hard Top Boots,f** the Ruber Grip I got brown hair,brown eye's im 6 sum feet tall and i got a dick (CHRORUS) Now get out of the way from my face busta Me and crew will take a nine and blast yea We dont care if we go to prison,now sit on your a** and listen CLICK,CLACK,POW!!,I told you to listen,now you see your gunen Leave my gurls alone and i'll leave you be If you dont wanna leave them be,its gona be easy as 1,2 and 3 (GUNSHOT) Now listen Busta,I hope you know your gona get hurt a day or another Cause you f**'d with the wrong man and f**'d with the wrong crew,alright man Just giving you a notice,cause you pa**ing infront of me looking at foolish Put that smile down and give me a C upside down Cause you'll get hurt a day or another motherf**er You still practicing basket every f**ing day Dam man i practice once a month and i still beat you at it So grab your ball and your jump soul and go work out your soul out You see i never work out and i can still go all out Get it thru your mind you never gona do NBA You too short,too co*ky,too sissy and way to sore lossa So grab your Jordan 20's and i'll grab my nine milimity Lets see who's prettyer on court sissy If ever you get foul'd and u break your knee Dont think its me im on your team dumby Or maby i did a dealy with the guy on the other teamy Slide a couple 20's under his jersey and he did it for me Dont take it personaly look what you did to me Stay with olivia the longest you can please So you cant come and barge into me and my gurl again u f*getty If i get a chicky and you do that to me againy Dam dog you better f**ing run For your f**ing life cause i have a GUN Motherf**er dont ever do that again cause you'll get slice And my a** will get charge with 25 for life I dont want life to life if i get life to life i wanna see the the light At the end of the tunel but you gona be 6 feet under ground in a canel Dead grave yard dead with a stone saying R.I.H f**ing snake R to the rest I to the in H to the hell im gona ring that bell Wake up Satan tell him there's Mat with a L going to hell You better rate this song a 5 not a 1 if u rate a 1 RUN! Cause my gun cry's to see sun and my bullets cry's to see blood So this was a good bed time story for the baby's i got it Git R Done Be ready for part two im working on it its called You Better Run O look at the baby is slepping lets wake him up with a newsflash CLICK-CLICK-POW good night Mat Stephane Lacroix 16years old Tuesday June 27th 2006 2:18am Saturday September 2nd 2006 10:19pm