[Verse 1]
This sound like I been up to some shit, don't it?
This sound like all these n***as is my kids, don't it?
This sound like I ain't got no respect for my opponents
This sound like I got a point to make, this sound like I'm whippin' up the cake
I should wear a cape
Superhuman with the melodies
I go dumb retarded with the harmonies
And my voice is somethin' like a therapy to your girl
Need a hit? I got the recipe
Ain't no n***a here they can compare to me
Keep it player, word to Bill Bellamy
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Look at 'em, look at 'em snappin'
Damn, n***as can't tell if he singin' or rappin'
Damn, smokin' and drinkin' so you know what happen next

[Hook]
Bitches is snappin' and n***as is trappin'
Bitches is snappin' and n***as is trappin'
Bitches is snappin' and n***as is trappin'
Smokin' and drinkin' so you know what happen
Bitches is snappin' and n***as is trappin'
Bitches is snappin' and n***as is trappin'