[intro: Trick Trick, Diezel]

So this is how it end up huh?

This is what I work so hard for?

For it to end up like this? (Hitman)

Niggas snitching and gettin' away with it

Niggas internet banging, ain't nobody doin' shit (Shit)

Hitman hit these niggas in the head, lord (Uh-huh)

[Verse 1: Trick Trick]

I got some shit that I need to address

Get a lot of this bullshit off my chest

I'm talkin' street shit, beat this, hip-hop beef shit

Bitch-made clown ass weak shit

I swear to god, there was shit spinnin' out of control (Hey)

A bunch of grown ass men actin' like some hoes

This shit is unnecessary (Uh)

And they won't get it til' somebody in the cemetery

Somebody tell me, what would possess you to open your mouth?

And speak on a man you know nothin' about?

Around where I'm from, wе call that gossipin'

Bitches do that, so y'all need to stop it

What the fuck is this? I don't get this

Stick it to you and just mind your businеss

Rappin' ass niggas better watch your mouth

Before you get into some shit that you can't get out

[Chorus: Diezel]

Will you be as good as the rest of them?

But as bad as the worst?

But don't test me (Don't test me)

You better move ova' (Get money nigga)

Will you be as good as the rest of them?

But as bad as the worst?

But don't test me (Don't test me)

You better move ova'

[Verse 2: Trick Trick]

You gotta give respect to niggas who earned it

Some get it natural, the rest just learned it

I'ma give it out, as long as I get it

If I don't get it, you gon' get it

The motherfuckin' business, no pun intended

Puttin' [?] sensitive niggas to get offended

But I don't give a fuck 'cause it is what it is

Niggas so tough for feelins, like bitches, tell me

How a real nigga gon' respect you?

When I see you pop bitch shit on YouTube (What?)

Claiming you a gangsta, swearin' you a killer

MySpace, Facebook, hard ass nigga

This Detroit, bitch, so you know this

Niggas get dealt with, on that hoe shit

With all that drama, on my mama

Y'all want attention and not these problems (Bitch)

[Chorus: Diezel]

Will you be as good as the rest of them?

But as bad as the worst?

But don't test me

You better move ova

Will you be as good as the rest of them?

But as bad as the worst?

But don't test me (don't test me)

You better move ova

[Verse 3: Trick Trick]

I'm the boss, motherfucker

Nobody's affiliate

Goin' against me, they refer to you as an idiot

'cause you never reserve the right or earn the right

To speak on crime and you legitimate, fake bitch

You got it wrong nigga, I don't never take shit

And what would be the point of me taking that fake shit? (Hahah)

Niggas will brag on the internet, and when you run into 'em in the streets, motherfucker won't say shit

You talk good with a keyboard and mousepad

'til the temperature chopper sittin' where your mouth at

And all the gangsta ass shit you been talkin' aroun' here when I pull up sittin' where your house at

Puttin' on an act, knowin' you ain't like that

Hide your kids, I done sent them boys where your wifes at

You started this shit, and now you don't wanna be around it

Killin' this bitch, it ain't that you can do about it

[Chorus: Diezel]

Will you be as good as the rest of them?

But as bad as the worst?

But don't test me

You better move ova

Will you be as good as the rest of them?

But as bad as the worst?

But don't test me

You better move ova

Will you be as good as the rest of them?

But as bad as the worst?

But don't test me

You better move ova

Will you be as good as the rest of them?

But as bad as the worst?

But don't test me

You better move ova