Mind Right (Freestyle) Foxy Brown (Ft. Charli Baltimore)

[Intro: Charli Baltimore]
Uh, round one, wha'
The motherfucking saga begins
Uh
What the fuck, uh
Who the fuck want it? Wha'
Uh, uh

[Verse 1: Charli Baltimore}
Bitches! Grab your tits if you love hip-hop
Shit, my 348 never forget
These hoes don't know where they place me, huh?
Be more than door to door, you can face me, ma
All that shit to yourself you done over did
Stuck between labels cause they overbid
Play the cut, late nights, ma, hold your head
Cause I don't miss with the blade like HOVA did
Told y'all kids gutter, wanna fuck with you
Makе my name hot in you like a burning dick
Chuck B-More, biatch, you hеard of it
If not, even better, personal vendetta
Peep the letters, B M O R E
PD band like my nigga N.O.R.E
Shit, you sick, ma? So are we
Sick with it, bitch, oh are we
Your day job, stick with it
Pussy, stay with that quiet hating and holla
Make me wake out of my hibernation
You forgot who discovered the bitch, thuggin' with this
Ring on bling like you was guzzlin' dick
I admit, came in the game for dough
Came in the game to blow them lames, you know?
It's the illest mob, ma, better rep your state
Place your bet, only thing I lose is weight!