(Bone Crusher talking) Yea! This nigga think we hoez or somethin' my nigga... Sheeeit, man what the... lemme talk to the ma'fucca How hard we really ma'fuccin is in this biaaaatch... nah'm sayin? Fuck nigga... sheit man, ole punk ass kids, we out the club nigga... Dat sheeit don't mean nuttin nigga! I'm gon fuck this nigga up, my nigga! Sheeeeit, lemme show this ma'fucca how hard this shit really is!!!
(Chorus) So I'm outside of da club and you think I'm a punk So I go to my loaded tech 9 thats up in da trunk I told that muthafucka I ain't never scared (eastside!) I ain't never scared (westside!) I ain't never scared (southside!) I ain't never scared (northside!) I ain't never scared (southside!) I ain't never scared (eastside!) I ain't never scared (westside!)
(Verse 1: Bone Crusher) Let a choppa go PLOOOOOOWWW! to yo melon Now the plasma is oozin outta yo cerebellum AttenSHUNNNNN! Fuck nigga, now you swellin You ain't talkin hardcore, now is ya? Lil' bitch! Got'em runnin scared of a... BIGGA NIGGA! Cuz I put the heat to his ummm... HILFIGER! Now on dat drank and on some of dat dank Pistols gettin bursted now I need somethin to drank
(REPEAT CHORUS)
(Verse 2: Killer Mike) I got a hot 4 fever, call it bitch Benita Knock the apple off any bum or the hollow heat seaker Ran 'cross bitch niggaz, fuck the pint, she take blood by the liter I'll never leave her, my viscous vixen On liquor, send dat ass to God quicker No matter yo religion, you Muslim, Hebrew or Christian She indiscriminate with punishment, she send'em missin My gun's my favorite bitch and And she got permanent PMS so she stay bitchin!
(REPEAT CHORUS w/ ad libs by T.I.)
(Verse 3: T.I.) Noooooo, I ain't bad, just don't kiss no ass or take shit And I'm a grown man, find you somebody to play wit If you'on like me when you see me, betta not say shit I'll choke yo ass out like Dre did that bitch You betta tell these pussies they ain't fuckin wit no rookie I'm a Bankhead nigga, I'll take yo cookiez! So don't make it a me or you situation I'll have yo partner down and I'll see you visitation Like, hope for the best, but I'on think he gon make it Not the way he was shiverin and shakin on the pavement I'll tell you wha, if you make it, call'em grace cuz he amazin Find out these verses wasn't the only thang blazin and Just when you thought that I was done I was savin the Best for last, nigga kiss my ass Like ?? they my folkz, itz best you just let'em be Cuz I do the shit precincts and them FED's just ain't never see nigga!
(REPEAT CHORUS)
(Bone Crusher yelling) YEA NIGGA! Just break'em off muthafucka! We the real niggaz! All you hatin' muthafuckaz, underachieverz... Step back, hoe nigga! Listen closely... We ain't neva scared of none of you niggaz! T.I., Bone Crusher, Killer Mike, just break'em off niggaaaaaaaaaaa!
(Bone Crusher talking) Yea! This nigga think we hoez or somethin' my nigga... Sheeeit, man what the... lemme talk to the ma'fucca How hard we really ma'fuccin is in this biaaaatch... nah'm sayin? Fuck nigga... sheit man, ole punk ass kids, we out the club nigga... Dat sheeit don't mean nuttin nigga! I'm gon fuck this nigga up, my nigga! Sheeeeit, lemme show this ma'fucca how hard this shit really is!!!
(Chorus) So I'm outside of da club and you think I'm a punk So I go to my loaded tech 9 thats up in da trunk I told that muthafucka I ain't never scared (eastside!) I ain't never scared (westside!) I ain't never scared (southside!) I ain't never scared (northside!) I ain't never scared (southside!) I ain't never scared (eastside!) I ain't never scared (westside!)
(Verse 1: Bone Crusher) Let a choppa go PLOOOOOOWWW! to yo melon Now the plasma is oozin outta yo cerebellum AttenSHUNNNNN! Fuck nigga, now you swellin You ain't talkin hardcore, now is ya? Lil' bitch! Got'em runnin scared of a... BIGGA NIGGA! Cuz I put the heat to his ummm... HILFIGER! Now on dat drank and on some of dat dank Pistols gettin bursted now I need somethin to drank
(REPEAT CHORUS)
(Verse 2: Killer Mike) I got a hot 4 fever, call it bitch Benita Knock the apple off any bum or the hollow heat seaker Ran 'cross bitch niggaz, fuck the pint, she take blood by the liter I'll never leave her, my viscous vixen On liquor, send dat ass to God quicker No matter yo religion, you Muslim, Hebrew or Christian She indiscriminate with punishment, she send'em missin My gun's my favorite bitch and And she got permanent PMS so she stay bitchin!
(REPEAT CHORUS w/ ad libs by T.I.)
(Verse 3: T.I.) Noooooo, I ain't bad, just don't kiss no ass or take shit And I'm a grown man, find you somebody to play wit If you'on like me when you see me, betta not say shit I'll choke yo ass out like Dre did that bitch You betta tell these pussies they ain't fuckin wit no rookie I'm a Bankhead nigga, I'll take yo cookiez! So don't make it a me or you situation I'll have yo partner down and I'll see you visitation Like, hope for the best, but I'on think he gon make it Not the way he was shiverin and shakin on the pavement I'll tell you wha, if you make it, call'em grace cuz he amazin Find out these verses wasn't the only thang blazin and Just when you thought that I was done I was savin the Best for last, nigga kiss my ass Like ?? they my folkz, itz best you just let'em be Cuz I do the shit precincts and them FED's just ain't never see nigga!
(REPEAT CHORUS)
(Bone Crusher yelling) YEA NIGGA! Just break'em off muthafucka! We the real niggaz! All you hatin' muthafuckaz, underachieverz... Step back, hoe nigga! Listen closely... We ain't neva scared of none of you niggaz! T.I., Bone Crusher, Killer Mike, just break'em off niggaaaaaaaaaaa!
(Bone Crusher talking) Yea! This nigga think we hoez or somethin' my nigga... Sheeeit, man what the... lemme talk to the ma'fucca How hard we really ma'fuccin is in this biaaaatch... nah'm sayin? Fuck nigga... sheit man, ole punk ass kids, we out the club nigga... Dat sheeit don't mean nuttin nigga! I'm gon fuck this nigga up, my nigga! Sheeeeit, lemme show this ma'fucca how hard this shit really is!!!
(Chorus) So I'm outside of da club and you think I'm a punk So I go to my loaded tech 9 thats up in da trunk I told that muthafucka I ain't never scared (eastside!) I ain't never scared (westside!) I ain't never scared (southside!) I ain't never scared (northside!) I ain't never scared (southside!) I ain't never scared (eastside!) I ain't never scared (westside!)
(Verse 1: Bone Crusher) Let a choppa go PLOOOOOOWWW! to yo melon Now the plasma is oozin outta yo cerebellum AttenSHUNNNNN! Fuck nigga, now you swellin You ain't talkin hardcore, now is ya? Lil' bitch! Got'em runnin scared of a... BIGGA NIGGA! Cuz I put the heat to his ummm... HILFIGER! Now on dat drank and on some of dat dank Pistols gettin bursted now I need somethin to drank
(REPEAT CHORUS)
(Verse 2: Killer Mike) I got a hot 4 fever, call it bitch Benita Knock the apple off any bum or the hollow heat seaker Ran 'cross bitch niggaz, fuck the pint, she take blood by the liter I'll never leave her, my viscous vixen On liquor, send dat ass to God quicker No matter yo religion, you Muslim, Hebrew or Christian She indiscriminate with punishment, she send'em missin My gun's my favorite bitch and And she got permanent PMS so she stay bitchin!
(REPEAT CHORUS w/ ad libs by T.I.)
(Verse 3: T.I.) Noooooo, I ain't bad, just don't kiss no ass or take shit And I'm a grown man, find you somebody to play wit If you'on like me when you see me, betta not say shit I'll choke yo ass out like Dre did that bitch You betta tell these pussies they ain't fuckin wit no rookie I'm a Bankhead nigga, I'll take yo cookiez! So don't make it a me or you situation I'll have yo partner down and I'll see you visitation Like, hope for the best, but I'on think he gon make it Not the way he was shiverin and shakin on the pavement I'll tell you wha, if you make it, call'em grace cuz he amazin Find out these verses wasn't the only thang blazin and Just when you thought that I was done I was savin the Best for last, nigga kiss my ass Like ?? they my folkz, itz best you just let'em be Cuz I do the shit precincts and them FED's just ain't never see nigga!
(REPEAT CHORUS)
(Bone Crusher yelling) YEA NIGGA! Just break'em off muthafucka! We the real niggaz! All you hatin' muthafuckaz, underachieverz... Step back, hoe nigga! Listen closely... We ain't neva scared of none of you niggaz! T.I., Bone Crusher, Killer Mike, just break'em off niggaaaaaaaaaaa!
Chorus: Grippin the Grain from the front to the back can you feel my WOOFER's bang Comin down,bumpin,knockin pictures of tha wall (repeat)
Bonecrusher: 87 while I'm gripping the grain Pimping is hard though, ain't a damn thing changed Coming down so clean, shouts out to Texas man I'm so fresh, my nigga you didn't know Crispy starch jeans, starched down to the floor Heavy set exterior, deep into the floor What's y'all niggaz talking about, you niggas ain't hardcore This here the major don Got the speakers in the trunk, bump, bump, bump, bump
Chorus: Grippin the Grain from the front to the back can you feel my WOOFER's bang Comin down,bumpin,knockin pictures of tha wall (repeat)
Lady Ice: I got my body capris and heavy Chevi's wit TV's Triple gold D's,don't have to be some 20s just to sho fa me Tha candy paint when it flips it has to draw attention Not to mention, tha high performance, motor chrome up in it The major beat that gone here it from like 2 blocks away Quakers quakin,'haps i'm tha beats around the place It don't matter where ya from,tha chop shop,i'll show u chrome We keeps it pimpin,representin & let these hatas know we...
Chorus: Grippin the Grain from the front to the back can you feel my WOOFER's bang Comin down,bumpin,knockin pictures of tha wall (repeat)
Bonecrusher: Al Pine,Poncho keep stompin,if ya feel me baby, tell me somethin Shorty,I keep swurvin,observin tha ones they observin Fresh beats we keep servin,now they grabbin they ears,on tha curvin I stay cooly,whooly,tell me somethin fresh,ya heard me?
Chorus: Grippin the Grain from the front to the back can you feel my WOOFER's bang Comin down,bumpin,knockin pictures of tha wall (repeat)
Marcus: Niggaz pimpin through tha streetz,smokin on some 5-5 ??? in tha wind,everytime i ride by Pull in wit tha gigiglo,pull up at tha liquor sto White & Beige goods, lexus, sweet potatoe pie Like i'm so high, 4 as I lean,wit that thang by my side & its toe 16 So fresh & so clean,baby boy comin by down from them bows to tha wheel,blowin dro feelin drilled to them hoes they tha ???
Chorus x: Grippin the Grain from the front to the back can you feel my WOOFER's bang Comin down,bumpin,knockin pictures of tha wall
[T-Pain] Konvict Muzic... it's time to do it I can't handle all these bills and payments This stuff is overstressin me (but I still gotta do it) Baby mama put me on them papers and get nothing for the baby (but I still gotta do it) I can't keep on working, (keep on working) Seems like the whole world's ignoring me (but I still gotta do it) Schemers keep on dirking (keep on dirking) Everybody's getting more than me (but I still gotta do it)
[Chorus] So pass that drag, pass that dro, it's my life So what you think, what you know? Yes all right and I paid the price, but still I'm Going thru a lot, sittin on the block now Thru a lot, slangin out my drop now Thru a lot, nobody's helping me whether they see it or not Going thru a lot, I'm hittin on the cops now Thru a lot, wishin they would stop now Thru a lot, nobody's helping me whether they see it or not
[T-Pain] All this music got me going crazy, Can't even concentrate on my family (but I still gotta do it) Plus I gotta go thru all this family hatred, I don't know why everybody's hatin me (but I still gotta do it) Even one of my homeboys thinking that I'm bangin his lady, I don't know why he would think that outta me (but he gotta go thru it) To all the nappy headz I got you baby, We bout make it yes indeed (and we gon get thru it)
[Chorus]
[Bone Crusher] I work a nine to five shawty and they think it's funny, And how they feel that my stress don't count homie, I hit the beat like a cop when I hit the block, Because my baby's gotta eat, I ain't gon never stop, I see them laughin at me fo cuz my pants red, And my do' won't shut and my car's shabby, But I see the future man like I'm nostradamus, And in my heart all I see is a future star, But in my brain ain't nothing but these notes man, But ya'll don't feel my stress ya'll don't understand, The next step is my pistol and it goes down, Wiggle it out fat boy just calm down, And sing this song, and sing that song, Cause god gon make a way for me to get my hustle on.
[T-Pain] Going thru a lot, sittin on the block now Thru a lot, slangin out my drop now Thru a lot, nobody's helping me whether they see it or not Going thru a lot, I'm hittin on the cops now Thru a lot, wishin they would stop now Thru a lot, nobody's helping me whether they see it or not [x2] Going thru a lot, thru a lot, thru a lot Going thru a lot, thru a lot, thru a lot
