Cash Rules (Freestyle) Joey Trap

[Intro]
I'm that, uh, I'm that, I'm that, I'm that

[Verse]
I'm  that nigga with the tattoos, sticks on bamboo
Bumpin'  Wu-Tang in the whip, yellin', "Cash rules!"
Bitches that surround me, niggas always frownin'
Snitches get the stitches so just never get to clowin'
Your  girl think I'm sexy just because I'm gettin' money
And  I will never die just like a fuckin' Bugs Bunny
Police tryna catch me just because I'm in an Audi
But  I just push the pedal cause I'll never go to county, uh
I woke up, I put my socks on, your bitch is knocked out
Guess she slept here for the night, I gotta take my watch out
I check the time, it's fuckin' 7 in the mornin'
I  don't get up early unless I'm mother fuckin' tourin'
Go into the kitchen, I'ma pour a bowl of cereal
Now I'm kinda mad, I spilled some milk on my material
Shawty just woke up, she need an Uber to her crib and all
I told her, "Baby, walk from where we at until Imperial"
I'm that dude, bet I catch you sniffin' cat food
As who know about me? I ain't that new
Never rap beef, fuck is fast food
Flat head on me, get yo' motherfuckin' ass screwed
Never call her back because her motherfuckin' ass rude
I just mad she didn't let me fuck, yo, shawty mad prude
Oh well, I still just saw her titties though
Country motherfucker, I'm just kiddin', I'm a city folk
Take a bath in acid just so I [?] fuckin' choke
Slap your face so straight like you just heard a shitty joke
Niggas better watch it when they speak to me
Cause you know Joey poppin', I don't speak for free
Take a knee, diamonds on me prolly straight from Tiffany
Industry love to act like they still got some dignity
Uh, it's Joey Trap, I'm gassin' till the end
The way I'm writing rhymes, you'd think I got a magic pen
But when I do it off the top my head
I just have to spit and then the shit a trend