Hey Hey Hey, Bring it on mutha fuckas, Bring it on mutha fuckas, Bring it on Mutha fucka They ain't scarred of shit Now let me tell you mutha fuckas who you fuckin wit You fuckin wit the killas You fuckin with the mutha fuckin realist niggas You fuckin with some killas You fuckin with the mutha fukin realist niggas (Lil Jon) Now what's your mutha fuckin word, say something Fuck around and get your goddamn ass whooped Nigga I feel like start some shit, and I might just snap to piss all the pussy-ass niggas like you, nigga fuck ya Take a 45 across the head go butcha (Yeah!!) Ya'll pussy-ass niggas ain't hard, stuff that ass like that nigga named mart Sawwed off shot gun hand on the pump, finga on the trigga ready to duck Go mutha fuckas bye bye wouldn't make way, yeah niggas gon' die That's why I never leave the tril wthout packing my gat Strap on my vest, put on my hat. Mutha fuckers I lied Gettin laid out flat, let me show you how a real nigga act (chorus) Hey! Bring it on mutha fuckas Bring it on mutha fuckas Bring it on mutha fucka They ain't scarred of shit Now let me tell you mutha fuckas who you fuckin Wit You fuckin with some killas You fuckin with the mutha fuckin realist niggas You fuckin with some killas You fuckin with the mutha fuckin realist niggas (The Game) It's 3, The hard way Black Lambo, No passengers Black Ski mask, Chain Saw Massacre Kill fast wit the Ak-four 7 (Blacka) Yellow Take the intersection Loaded clips, Lock 'em in Got a black four five Call it Pac's revenge I'm a mutha fuckin animal Lil Jon be canibal Every nigga in Atlanta Know I'm psycho inasne about my cash, nigga we open alpa trash And sentance with a life without rehabillitaion Fuck up in a schortsi nigga It's my stament Dear Mr. President Barack Obama, Righ after you catch Osama, Tell Mr. Waso Please let oprah know that I won't ever stop sayin bitch and hoe (Chorus) Hey! Bring it on mutha fuckas Bring it on mutha fuckas Bring it on mutha fucka They ain't scarred of shit Now let me tell you mutha fuckas who you fuckin wit You fuckin with some killas You fuckin with the mutha fuckin realist niggas You Fuckin with some killas you fuckin with the mutha fuckin realist niggas (Ice Cube) Dirty Mutha fuckas tryina clean hip-hop, but it don't stop, like L.A grip Lock If you did pop, your shit will stop Clostamy bags, for all these bags, I don't wanna hear that shit Hue Heff's a prince, Mesh Gwan's a pimp I learned the word bitch from you, so why can't a nigga get rich from you These are English words Scarred to be used by geeks and nerds, Mad cause I flip these verbs and pull that phantom away from the turn I think they jelous of the hood fellas,hot dogs make alota relish Remember a world without hip-hop, Lord used to believe these bitch cops (Chorus) Hey! Bring it on mutha fuckas Bring it on mutha fuckas Bring it on mutha fucka They ain't scarred of shit Now let me tell you mutha fuckas who you fuckin wit You fuckin with some killas you fuckin with the mutha fuckin realist niggas You fuckin with some killas You fuckin with the mutha fuckin realist niggas
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