Street King (Rick Ross, Floyd and Two Five Diss) lyrics

Two Five talking wreckless, Floyd talking wreckless
And Ross prolly mad because he still hungry from breakfast
Hate that I even got to address this
Talking bout I'm in Connecticut, when I been out in Texas (stupid mothaf*cka)
With a thick b*tch name Alexis
And Alexis gonna show me where Annette is
So we can all get it in with a quickness
I will end this, Ross u fat ass n*gga
Prolly eat 10 big macs a day ass n*gga
Talking about I'm jealous, when u on a verge of death
Trying to diss me running out of breath
U ain't kill G Unit, fat n*gga u killing yaself
Get out the booth and worry bout ya health
And Floyd u stupid ass hating ass n*gga
I'll knock yo ass out and take a f*cking picture
I don't givе a f*ck, yeah I filed bankruptcy
I paid cases off, and can still buy thе bank, u see
They say I'm new money, I say that's better than no money
Say I be f*cking hoes but that's better than no honeys
Ya whole entourage is n*ggas where the hoes at dunny?
What these rap n*ggas want from me?
Told ya I'm a PIMP and a b*tch ain't getting a dollar outta me