Rah Digga, Eve, Sonja Blade - Do the Ladies Run This lyrics

Do the ladies run this motherfucker?
(Hell yeah)
Do the ladies run this motherfucker?
(Hell yeah) put it down for the bitches
All across the map
All the real live bitches all across the map
Go ahead, go ahead, go ahead, go ahead

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
I'm on the roll like butter
Flow gutter, fuck what a bitch going through
Do or die is what you gon' do
I warn you it's gonna get
You and your guys killed
With my skills stay on your
Toes like high heels
And handle bars like bikes 'bout
To blow like innertubes
See me in the tube in the views to interludes
Never see me in the nude
Blade gon' bend the rules
Lock the street coming through with
More rocks than Pete
I'm into jewels I will not repeat
Y'all obsolete, Sonya Blade y'all
It's murder when they drop the beat
I spit it once i'm hungry spit at lunch
One take, I hate boxes so I don't punch
I got a hunch, y'all figure
Y'all gon stop my figgas
Get on some rah rah with Eve and Rah Digga
But these my niggas so please my niggas
Stop the Blade from where you
Don't know nann nigga

Do the ladies run this motherfucker?
(Hell yeah)
Do the ladies run this motherfucker?
(Hell yeah) put it down for the bitches
All across the map
All the real live bitches all across the map
Go ahead, go ahead, go ahead, go ahead

Yo, yo now why y'all wanna make me get raw
This bitch gon split ya, get tha picture
Call yourselves emcees
Titles don't even fit ya
How they gonna stop us Digga?
Try na shine, the rest of them bitches
Is past tense and out of time
Cause my time line consists
Of many dreams shattered
Trying to run up with two ryders
Deep as if it mattered
When real bitches get to rockin'
Heads knockin'
All dem chickens in their coupe gon
Do is get to squawkin'
All the hating do is feed my temper
Let me live ice grillin' eyein' my clothes
I'm eyein' the crib
E-V-E spell it out when you speak about her
The only one out the bunch to hate
The rest gon crowd around her
Majority rules, it's our time
Back the fuck up
Cause the shit you sayin' out your mouth
Make me crack the fuck up
Laugh hard cause we pass y'all so dash broad
Lay my shit by myself in the booth
While y'all need flash cards

Do the ladies run this motherfucker?
(Hell yeah)
Do the ladies run this motherfucker?
(Hell yeah) put it down for the bitches
All across the map
All the real live bitches all across the map
Go ahead, go ahead, go ahead, go ahead

Yeah, check it out now Like that y'all
Watch me sink three points
Smash your whole LP with just my lead joint
It's the rhyme super bitch
Gon' stay forever wildin'
Smooth with the pen, Shakespeare, Edgar Allen
Hot chick, catastrophic, blast the hot shit
Your whole verse whack and bare
No facts or logic smash your clique in
Y'all niggas only heard tidbit's
I put that on Gabana every
Rhyme I done spitted one-two, one-two
Your whole crew I dismantle
Rock fly gear and stay clear of sex scandals
With drogues to spark wait for shows to start
My put my niggas down if
They know their parts
Caramel give 'em hell from Bricks to Anadel
Rappers try na compete get ate like Samuel
By a sister who twist a few L's rip it dually
The song say It Ain't My Fault like Mystikal

Do the ladies run this motherfucker?
(Hell yeah)
Do the ladies run this motherfucker?
(Hell yeah) put it down for the bitches
All across the map
All the real live bitches all across the map
Go ahead, go ahead, go ahead, go ahead

Do the ladies run this motherfucker?
(Hell yeah)
Do the ladies run this motherfucker?
(Hell yeah) put it down for the bitches
All across the map
All the real live bitches all across the map
Go ahead, go ahead, go ahead, go ahead