Featuring: Fate Wilson
I-20
Shawna
[ intro I-20 ]
What the fuck's up!
DTP in this mother fucker
And for all ya'll that don't like it
Do one thing, get the fuck back
'Cause all my niggas iz ready
Luda, 20, Fate, Shawna
Let's show these mutha fuckers
how we disturb the peace
Get the fuck back, bitch
[ shooting and screaming in the background ]
[ Chorus ]
[ Ludacris ]
Fuck That!
Get the fuck back!
Luda make your skull crack
Tuck that
Bitch, your whole town's on my nutsack
Cuff that
Put it in your weed, nigga, puff that
What's that
People gon' die tonight
[ I-20 ]
Fuck That!
Get the fuck back!
D-low make your skull crack
Tuck that
Bitch, your whole town's on my nutsack
Cuff that
Put it in your weed, nigga, puff that
What's that
People gon' die tonight
Bronson, mutha fucker, give me
more than three feet
DTP in the club, we comin'
more than three deep
Your whole crew is weak and my
squad is real cash getters
Stayin' more to crunk, our shit
bump like bad clippers
How many try to hustle with
Dealer then went broke
Infamous, I'm a value meal,
I come with the coke
I gotta enough guns for beef,
if you want it that way
I'll push your wig back like
finger waves or bad toupee
[ Ludacris ]
I lick a load of you niggaz,
leave kids in the hallways
Catch 'em at they locka
(hoo-ahh, blocka blocka)(gun
shots)
See 'em on Broadway and tap they ass
Catch 'em in the swimming pool
and overlap they ass
[ Fate ]
I'm from the southside, College Park
G Road, niggas gone
Ride when the beef starts
Don't hold back, let the heat spark
One's through his vest,
one's through his chest
Sleepy hollows put the niggas to rest, uh
[ Chorus ]
[ Ludacris ]
Fuck That!
Get the fuck back!
Luda make your skull crack
Tuck that
Bitch, your whole town's on my nutsack
Cuff that
Put it in your weed, nigga, puff that
What's that
People gon' die tonight
[ Shawna ]
Fuck That!
Get the fuck back!
Shaw make your skull crack
Tuck that
Bitch, your whole town better love that
Cuff that
Put it in your weed, nigga, puff that
What's that
People gon' die tonight
What you know about
projects, hoes, and murda
whole lotta game, whole
lotta keys and burners
Whole lotta dope fiends, trying
to scheme the workers
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Whole lotta feds, got them
niggas scared to surface
Type of bitch that got
the brown in my sock
Find me on tha block tryin' to
cop a piece of the crop
Watch me, pull up on me
real sweet in a drop
But if you fuckin' with my
paper, feel the heat from
the glock, nigga
[ Ludacris ]
We pop bottles, bottles,
right over you head, niggas
Put nozzles, nozzles
Right over your leg, niggas
Our motto, motto
Is kill 'em instead, niggas
We make 'em loose weight, when
we Jenny Craig, niggas
[ I-20 ]
All of ya'll is half nice, half
thugs, and half assed
The only time Im goin'
half, is half on a half
But I use a full clip, cuz I'm
a full fledged killa
Part-time MC, full-time drug dealer
[ Chorus ]
[ Ludacris ]
Fuck That!
Get the fuck back!
Luda make your skull crack
Tuck that
Bitch, your whole town's on my nutsack
Cuff that
Put it in your weed, nigga, puff that
What's that
People gon' die tonight
[ Fate ]
Fuck That!
Get the fuck back!
Fate make your skull crack
Tuck that
Bitch, your whole town's on my nutsacks
Cuff that
Put it in your weed, nigga, puff that
What's that
People gon' die tonight
We the filthy niggas from the
South, A-Town represent us
Strong armin' motherfuckers,
like a Russian sickle
You got issues with us talkin'
shit on mixed tapes
Ill catch you at a show and
beat you with a mix tape
You best pump brakes, 'fore I
pump shells and blood oze
I leave niggas like burps (burp), excuse
Just keep on pissin me off,
like a week kidney
And you will find your family
reading your obituary
[ Ludacris ]
These people tryin' to scrub the red off
Stains they don't get off
They wanted to bring the
pain, so this thang 'bout
to set off
Barretas for getting cheddar,
you're better off dead off
Yes, you can do it, cut
his fuckin head off
[ Shawna ]
I got a letter from the
government, the other day
They told me that the bitches
caught a shipment of my yay
They on their way, three
minutes to get the k
Two minutes to get the weight,
one minute and imma spray
[ Chorus ]
[ Ludacris ]
Fuck That!
Get the fuck back!
We make your skull crack
Tuck that
Bitch, your whole town's on my nutsack
Cuff that
Put it in your weed, nigga, puff that
What's that
People gon' die tonight
[ Shawna ]
Fuck That!
Get the fuck back!
We make your skull crack
Tuck that
Bitch, your whole town better love that
Cuff that
Put it in your weed, nigga, puff that
What's that
People gon' die tonight
[ Repeat 2x - 1st time
Ludacris, 2nd time Fate ]
Bang bang kill a man let his brains hang
And when I'm in the court,
plead guilty insane
They put me in a ward,
imma have to maintain
But when I hit bricks won't
a damn thing change |
