Every Diss B Will (Ft. Big Poppa & Boosie Badazz)

(Hook X 3)
Every diss is like another love letter
That chopper help a nigga thug better, thug better
I'm strictly bout whatever, cocaine seller
Leave a nigga brain on Jewella
Every diss, every diss

(Verse)
Left a nigga brain on Jewella
That boy there was another level, the devil (the devil)
He died with his foot on the pedal
He still owe Johnnie for the (?) but whatever (but whatever)

Me and my lil' partners, all of us got cheddar
Birds of a feather flock together, my nigga
Got the walk with the Glock with the 20 round shot
See all of y'all gonna get shot together, that's better (they let em)

Lemme find out that you can't react on the pressure
And your tattoos ain't special I'll bat one of you niggas
Smack one of your niggas, drag one of you niggas
If you laugh, I'll do math, I'll subtract one of you niggas (one of you niggas)

(Hook X 2)

(Verse)
Me and my lil' partners, all of us got bodies
Don't know why we ain't school when all of us solve problems
Strictly 'bout whatever, kiss your love letter
To the head with that metal, Garfield - Roosevelt-ya