Fighting Quotes
It’s all for me. That’s the only rule. Yeah, I might be selfish but I ain’t no fool. I don’t run with hoes, that just ain’t my rep. If a b*tch comes with beef, I ain’t afraid to step.
Don’t step if you’re not ready to run ’cause when you step up to me, I cock the gun.
I strut my stuff through the streets of this town. No one looks better, not for miles around. Hoes are so jealous when I walk through. They don’t make a sound because they all know if they sh*t, I’ll slap their asses down.
Don’t walk behind me; it gives me the creeps. Don’t walk beside me; you are not my equal. Walk in front of me, so I can push you down the stairs.
I think it’s quite pathetic how you’re so stuck up. I thought when I got to high school people would grow the f*ck up. This isn’t middle school, sweetie. Stop playing childish games. No more pranks. No more rumors. No more calling names. Now since I’m mature I’ll forgive and I’ll forget but watch out next time you pull that sh*t. Yeah, that’s a threat.
b*tch is talking sh*t like it’s some sort of race. Pretty soon, I’m gonna show her something close to face.
b*tch this and b*tch that. You wanna see b*tch? Throw up them fists and let me work your face with a bat.
b*tch, quit talking sh*t and telling me all these lies. Ho, look me in the motherfuckin eyes. Tell me why I shouldn’t leave you fuckin paralyzed. I’m gonna beat your ass with this bat and leave your face to be revised.
b*tch, you’re just a fuckin ho. I’ll hit you harder than the sh*t that I smoke.
Bitches keep running they mouth with nothing to back it. I pistol whip skulls and laugh when I crack it. Just jealous of my style; don’t hate it ’cause you lack it.
Bitches wanna shine like me, rhyme like me, walk around carrying a nine like me, trying to be like me but that won’t happen so they get all mad and start fuckin flapping. Then I come out and do a little slapping and n*ggas just watch and start fuckin clapping.
Bitches wanna talk sh*t, bitches wanna get hit but I just sit back and smile ’cause sh*t talking ain’t my style.
Check yourself before you wreck yourself because messing with this chick is bad for your health.
Check Yourself by Shawn Wigs Lyric