[Intro: David Banner]
We giving you fuck boys
Five minutes to get the hell up out the club (Five minutes, bitch)
David Banner
BME Click
Big Face (Big Face)
Big Face, motherfucker
We got Jadakiss
The Ruff Ryders in this motherfucker
Let's go
[Chorus: David Banner]
I ain't gon' let nah nigga treat me like a bitch (Like a bitch)
I ain't gon' let nah nigga play me like a bitch (Like a bitch)
I ain't scared of that nigga, I ain't scared of that bitch
We'll crush everybody in they motherfucking clique
I ain't gon' let nah nigga treat me like a bitch (Like a bitch)
I ain't gon' let nah nigga play me like a bitch (Like a bitch)
I ain't scared of that nigga, I ain't scared of that bitch
We'll crush everybody in they motherfucking clique
[Verse 1: David Banner]
Let's get to it, you bitch, we in the club, it ain't a thing
Two guns through the back door looking for you lames
Oh man, it's a shame
I'm throwed in the game
I act like I'ma fight you, then I'm blowing out your brains
You talk-talk shit, but you ain't gon' do nothing to Lavell
I return from Hell, nigga, like, "Yeah, yeah, yeah"
Bloody body and all
Dripping, gripping my balls
Hope your clique is with you nigga, 'cause I'm killing them all
I'm the victim, you pick 'em, I bust 'em, crush 'em like cans
Mississippi's my land
With my dick in my hand
I've been ready to die
Put your guns in the sky
Cock it back, pull the trigger, watch a bullet go fly
We giving you fuck boys
Five minutes to get the hell up out the club (Five minutes, bitch)
David Banner
BME Click
Big Face (Big Face)
Big Face, motherfucker
We got Jadakiss
The Ruff Ryders in this motherfucker
Let's go
[Chorus: David Banner]
I ain't gon' let nah nigga treat me like a bitch (Like a bitch)
I ain't gon' let nah nigga play me like a bitch (Like a bitch)
I ain't scared of that nigga, I ain't scared of that bitch
We'll crush everybody in they motherfucking clique
I ain't gon' let nah nigga treat me like a bitch (Like a bitch)
I ain't gon' let nah nigga play me like a bitch (Like a bitch)
I ain't scared of that nigga, I ain't scared of that bitch
We'll crush everybody in they motherfucking clique
[Verse 1: David Banner]
Let's get to it, you bitch, we in the club, it ain't a thing
Two guns through the back door looking for you lames
Oh man, it's a shame
I'm throwed in the game
I act like I'ma fight you, then I'm blowing out your brains
You talk-talk shit, but you ain't gon' do nothing to Lavell
I return from Hell, nigga, like, "Yeah, yeah, yeah"
Bloody body and all
Dripping, gripping my balls
Hope your clique is with you nigga, 'cause I'm killing them all
I'm the victim, you pick 'em, I bust 'em, crush 'em like cans
Mississippi's my land
With my dick in my hand
I've been ready to die
Put your guns in the sky
Cock it back, pull the trigger, watch a bullet go fly
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