f*ck a b*tch lyrics

[Verse 1: MC Ride]
What you know about how I f*cks with it?
f*ck a b*tch, blooded, got dat
Ugh! Sickness!
What's up when I'm fit to cut you dip?
This sh*t, that sh*t, just can't get hit when it comes around
f*ck a b*tch, what? f*ck a b*tch
You heard what I said
Murdered 'em! f*ck!
I'm swerving, I can't get enough
Bloody murdered 'em! Shoot 'em up!
Smoke, gun slinging, who gives a f*ck?
f*ck a b*tch, what? f*ck a b*tch

[Verse 2: MC Ride]
Watch it, real sh*t, whip that wheel in every time I bust
Get a head cracked up that grip back 9 who love it to dust
That 'f*ck a b*tch' sh*t that's so metal, hit that cold street, sweep then slump
No no no, what (b*tch)
Ugh!
Ghost Rider, heat pusher
Keep it naughty like the beat I'm gonna [?] on, don't front
Everybody know I suck you put ya in the trunk
Ugh!

[Verse 3: MC Ride]
Ugh!
Pump these to your chest
You'll never forget my name
Put it dead by the game
How I melt a b*tch, f*ck a b*tch, f*ck a b*tch
Wow b*tch I came
Give a f*ck, little b*tch that [I want/I'm on?]
I [don't want to lay?], no way
Brought a clip for the splits [to the n*ggas outside?]
And a zone never lasts as I check to erect the [f*ck-life bone I lay?]
[Chorus: MC Ride]
f*ck a b*tch, what? f*ck a b*tch
You heard what I said
f*ck a b*tch, what? f*ck a b*tch
My hand's on the spray

[Verse 4: MC Ride]
Hit the gas and leave him in a dumpster
Spontaneous combuster
Chain slanging that f*cker
Making a monster
f*ck a b*tch, what? f*ck a --
Just play penetrator from the Days of Just
Got it down 'til it makes the ground break beneath the waves that rush
A quest for the weak taken under by the way you bust
Give away the game
Medical cream wings of Angel Dust
f*ck a b*tch, what?

[Bridge]
b*tch, game on
The neck cream wings of Angel Dust
A quest for the weak taken under by the way you bust
Put it down'til it makes the ground break beneath the waves that rush
Just play penetrator from the Days of Just
[Verse 5: MC Ride]
Automatic fire, anti-fighter
f*ck a di*k-sucking slave
[?] drive-by [?] holds it down to the grave

[Chorus: MC Ride]
f*ck a b*tch, what? f*ck a b*tch
You heard what I said
f*ck a b*tch! Yea, f*ck a b*tch
Til the beat turns it blood red

[Verse 6: MC Ride]
Cut-throat killer, these sl*ts feel it
Have it double helix, haa
What the deal is, can't look real there's so much f*cking noise

[Chorus: MC Ride]
f*ck a b*tch, what? f*ck a b*tch
You heard what I said
f*ck a b*tch! Yea, f*ck a b*tch
Til the beat turns it blood red

[Verse 7: MC Ride]
Either you dead, or you're dead
To the ride [?]
[?] what I said a joke?
On the blesséd strait from [?]