The Bitch in Yoo Songtext
von Common

Hey Shay, I gotta take ′em on from here
There's only one and that′s me, you understand
For all that fightin', you understand
This sucker think he good, this sucker think he can whoop me
And I know he can't whoop me I-
Ayy boy, the nigga whole style is chumped (for your nation)
You understand (yeah, for your nation)
Then he comes to me (yeah, for your nation)

One, two, yeah (yeah, for your nation)
Common due, yeah (yeah, for your nation)
For sure, ha, common sense, yeah (yeah, for your nation)
Southside, yeah, niggas (yeah, for your nation)
The outside, yeah (yeah, for your nation)
And busted out Chi town (yeah)


A bitch nigga with an attitude named Cube
Step to the Com with a feud
Now what the fuck I look like dissing a whole coast
You ain′t made shit dope since AmeriKKKa′s Most
Wanted decease from the Midwest to the East
On the dick of the East for your first release

Your lease is up at the crib house niggas get evicted
And videos with white boys talking you get Wicked
Natural Born Killa, nigga you natural-born God
Read, rich, got the nerve to say you rob
Hypocrite, I'm filling out your Death Certificate
Slanging bean pies and St Ide′s in the same sentence

Shoulda repented, on the 16th of October
Get some beats besides George Clinton to rock over
Rap career is over, better off acting
What trouble I see, you're managing WC and Wack 10
You backed in to a four corner hustla
Lying on your dick, said you was fuckin′ her
Use Higher Learning, don't take my words out of text
Went from gangsta to Islam to the dick of Das EFX

It′ll take the Nation of Millions to Hold Me Back
From giving you mouth shots or hit with the pipe that Ralph got
When sucker ain't around, it's your Friday, it was good
I wasn′t salty, she was with the Boyz N the Hood


I see the bitch in you when you don′t speak your mind
The bitch in you, looking me in my eyes lyin'
I see the bitch in you, to be hard you tryin′
The bitch in you, it's coming out

(Bitch)
(Bitch)
(Bitch)

The up on this rap shit, Cube, I′m calling out
I break in and smack niggas that's in the Slaughterhouse
This ain′t no East coast, West coast, none of the above
I'm from Chi, I went to Cali (yo what?), niggas gave me love
There's a thin line between the fake and the real
Grafted ass nigga, I see through your Glass Shield
Had skills once upon a time on this project, yo

I′ma have to wreck a Ho′shea
I heard a ho say you her favorite rapper
(So what) so I had to slap her, ugh
And violate you (you), a Muslim drinking brew (brew)
Your nigga ain't no Mack 10, he′s a 22
I seen you (Mack 10), you ain't say shit to ATL
Cube, I like that diamond charm, I might cuff it, then sell
It out, like you sold Kam and Threat

A year ago, you wasn′t talking shit about the West
Guess you knew your shit was done plus the one got you cable
Hoo Bangin, you ain't banging shit but the table
And the Circle Madd, ain′t got no choice but to fight (come on)
Ain't none of y'all muthafuckas got a chance on the mic

Anytime you come out, yo, I′ma talk about you
Until you let that bitch in you, walk up out you
Any last words before I hit the switch
From the immortal words of one, a bitch is a-
(For your nation, yeah, for your nation)

I see the bitch in you when you don′t speak your mind
The bitch in you, looking me in my eyes lyin'
I see the bitch in you, to be hard you tryin′
The bitch in you, for sure, it's coming out

(Bitch)
(Bitch)
(Bitch)
(Bitch)
(Bitch)

That′s how the Eastside gets down word out!