Ayo waddup Mr. Star We'll make you see stars Cuz I can pop niggas like my niggas pop cars I serve mothafuckas like wars Since I don't live in the sky Don't classify me as a star Now I don't give a fuck if a sucka (?) You won't be livin' fat with a bullet from a gat in em You just anotha sucka starin' hard bitch You fuck around and try to step and catch a scar stitch I don't look for beef but when I look for beef I take my car and park it in the mothafuckin' meat market You couldn't throw blows if your mouth and arms
No matter who you are, you'll still catch a bullet scar