fight it s about to be some shit nigga we here now we s about to whoop some ass nigga we here now i done cliqued up wit my hood nigga we here now we gon fight up in this bitch we gon fight up in this bitch swang a fist at ya bitch and i swear i m crackin jaws when i m high and i m lit aw to hell wit them laws i ain t givin a got damn you got beef then i m launchin in tha streets them bullets in tha club bitch i m punchin muhafuckas lights out cave a suckas skull in niggas in here mad but they betta tuck they mugs in boys run they mouth and eat up more shit than a goat represent tha south and knock ya gold grill down ya throat liquor and dat white pump ya up like ya hercules i ma be polite you get wrong we gon beat ya please don t you be excused mr bennett i ma put you in it you came wit them dudes yall done started but we gonna finish fuckin off wit lames in this club fuckin night off you got ugly on ya face we gon beat it right off overheard a nigga sayin that he wanna jack me i ain t worried about it cause this tone s gonna back me who tha buckest up in here who tha buckest up in here my nigga my hood so you cowards betta fear mane you hoes don t wanna clown if you do we beat ya down on you let bullets spray parkin lot its going down startin shit pullin niggas cards playin goldfish bumpin one of us and we gon whoop you like you our bitch pay attention muhfucka we clickin like a gun mobbin on you punk suckas mane this ain t one on one cause its more like ten on two eyes red marijuana he put up a fight so we gon beat him in a coma nigga constantly beckin so he caught some of this drama just a few days lata pine box to his mama a moet bottle is a nice lil head jamma slap you in ya dome bust yo shit like a sledgehammer ramma jamma we is doin damage to a busta give a damn a who ll violate you muthafuckas you can step right on up we layin smack down now we don t give a fuck cause we gon crackdown on you hoes who ll suck and ridin niggas nuts playas all in tha club and chargin these sluts niggas don t wanna buck that ain t what ya need beat his ass to a pulp and took all his weed pocketknife you get stuck jailhouse pop a lar in ya back in ya guts on ya head droppin ya swellin eyes bustin lips just like thunderdome in da car extra clips you won t make it home treatin you like a bitch cause that s what ya is cut blood out yo wig playa can you dig plastic surgery scalpin like an engine don t be testin me mane yo eye get blackened neva will miss a week i ma keep it hood style if ya down for ya street throw some bows get it wild  i ma whoop this bitch cause i don t like him fight 