Fuck these hoes

They only use your ass to strengthen,they mothaf*ckin egos

Caint trust em,only lust em

If you get the chance,you'd better f*ckin dust em

Dont give em your heart,because they'll start

To play your ass,yall be moving so fast

Makin you think shit'll last

But then she'll have the nerve to turn away,and say

You ain't nothin but a blast from the past

Bitch I ought kick yo mothaf*ckin ass

3rd floor,combat room

Even though we both know you won't f*ckin last

Cause by the time I'm done with you,you'll be wearing a cast

From my Armbar

Along with some other torn scars

From these bars,and seeing the stars

From my knees,that can fly

Yeah thats right,I fuck wit that Muay Thai

Make your eye,look like a big ass stye

From my right hook

I'll bruise up them mothafuckin thighs,from these leg kicks

Leaving you thinking why

All because you took my generosity for granted

Made me set the fort backup

Had to sort my shit the fuck up

My sweetness is now bitterness

Hope you got the best cause you ain't gettin anymore of this

I'm venomous,and vicious

Toward you bitches,with these itches,or robbin niggas that came from

Rags to Riches

That'll happily leave you with stitches,on the street lookin suspicious

Cause like soopafly said

Whatever you do will come back to you

Ain't nothin new,thats sh*ts true

Lately I've been thinking to myself

Yall ain't worth my fuckin time

So I'mma keep up on my grind

Buy some U255's

Throw em on a Nissan Titan

I'll be ridin down the block

Wit that sh*t shinin

Chrome 24s

Yeah I roll on those

All because I ain't waste my time and money

On you hoes

Next thing you know

They'll be runnin up,sayin yo baby

U remember me

Thats when I'll say you better stay twenty feet away from me

Before I pull out my fuckin shottie,from Dixie

Wontchu go fuck off

To that nigga in the bugatti

Or the one you blown in that maserati

Or that hottie of a dyke,that rides that

Ducati bike

Before I turn psych

Take you and these other hoes lives

With an M240 or sawed off 12 gauge

As I watch parts of your body

Fly in the air,because

I'm so naughty,from my finger

Pullin the trigger of a shottie

On keeper,who was actually a thottie

What happened to Jeremy Jerm?

Bitch that ain't ya f*ckin concern

This is RedRoger or RogerThe Red

Either way it be said

He still sees red in

People comtemplates dead

Dont play a game wioth Roger

Cause he won't even think twice about bringing the pain

While your still sane

Better check your drawers

Cause you might get a sh*tstain

Bein in vain

Listenin to Roger goin INSANE

Confusing your brain,destroyin the membrane

Show you a trauma scene

To these hoes and drama queens

Get them in they f*ckin feelings

Realizing what all I done seen

Then they'll try to forget it

But they won't

Which then they'll cry

Because they'll relive it

Over,over,over,and over again

Hope you enjoy the ride

Cause this gon last for the rest of ya lives

Yeah thats right,You been traumatized

Bitch

~RogerTheRed