Don't beg your ass off she my Niga fuck you told me I was the word the word is that she's going with me Niga anyways got me looking gummy getting mad next to my girl and she's like what is wrong with you

I said your bitch ass up bro. Angel is talking to this other bitch. Angel is talking to like three of them. ***** pick one. I picked one for you!

I know your ass ain't talking. You have like six bitches on your phone right now. Right now, as we speak. You have their names in my love and stuff like bae. You, uh, come on out. Vicki Tammer! Don't be lying on my name like that. You want to burry me for my girl?

Oh, why you lying? I don't see that shit! This is my baby, but my one and only week week. Bitch, you have like 18, uh... Like, yeah, 8 bitches on your phone, you text them. Angel baby mama pregnant again? Angel kids have lung cancer? Any time to other girls? Ice, here's rain, Amber.

Stop by on my name. I don't like that. I know that's the false accusations. Bro, you literally have like six baby moms right now. One of them has cancer in his in the hospital, one of them has leukemia and is about to die. Hm? Does she have HIV first of all? Hm? You have HIV? Why are you talking to me like, like you're gonna die in like six weeks? Hmm

Oh *****, you have 45 baby mamas, 587 kids, you got married 400 times, and you're on my dick. *****, choose one. Like, who's not lying on my name, son?

But you stay lying bro. You got your grandma pregnant. You got 600 baby moms at home. 3645 kids, okay? You got every known disease known on a planet. Talk about some... Ehhhhh, that's not my name. Bob, just tell them to shoot. They have to know, bro. They have to know. Okay? I can't just let you disrespect me like this. If you're not my girl, tupac.