Scopes Joey Trap

[Intro]
Damn Haven, you did this shit?

[Chorus]
I don't give a fuck about hoes, no shame, hell no
Niggas love to say they plug, they ain't ever sell dope
Gangbang, sell dope, they ain't never seen soap
Boy I love it when I run, all my guns got scopes
I-I got a nice grip (daddy), nothing I got regular, nigga
That's why you say that I'm fly, say it's regular, nigga
And she a broke bitch, she keep fucking regular niggas
And she was tryna get some bread, gotta message a nigga
I used to sell dope, fool, at school, dawg's jewel
Nigga's fifteen picking up a lot of talk, too
Ion get why you be hating, I ain't never had shit
Prolly cause a nigga's hating, really still ain't got shit
No shit, four bricks, hit licks, talk shit
Yo bitch at my show, behind the scenes, she takin' no pics (Joey Trap is daddy)
[?] designer, ion see no flex
Yo bitch said she give me brain, she ain't give you no sex
You was working at McDonald's, I just made four checks
Every nigga that's around me cut-throat, no necks
I keep a pocket rocket inside of a nigga, I ate
You knew you were gonna get beat up my nigga, so really why hate?
These niggas on my dick like they like me, but nigga I'm straight
I might fuck her sister, I met that lil' bitch on Myspace (Trap)