[Intro: Pastor Troy + (David Banner)]
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(Hahaha) Yo yo (Bone Crusher)
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Ya'll know what time it is!
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Yeah nigga, this your boy Pastor Troy
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Check it out, I'm a tell ya'll
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David Banner! Mississippi to Atlanta nigga!
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[Chorus - repeat 3x]
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[PT:] These niggaz wanna hate?!
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[DB:] Fuck them niggaz!
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[PT:] These niggaz wanna mug?!
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[DB:] Fuck them niggaz!
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[PT:] Wanna run up on a thug?!
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[DB:] Fuck them niggaz!
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[PT:] I'm a pump them a slug!
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[DB:] Fuck them niggaz!
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[Verse: Pastor Troy]
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My mind on money, what the hell you thinking bout?
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The cars, the broads, the stocks, the house
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To find my mouth, I'm spitting flames wit Banner
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Mississippi putting it down wit Atlanta
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No cameras, bitch this ain't no camera trick
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Ain't no stunt man needed, bitch you best to believe it
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Some niggaz say I'm conceited, I say you God damn right
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Them same motherfucking niggaz gon' get robbed tonight
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You wanna crank up the fight? I wanna crank up the war
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These niggaz taking me light, how you gon' take the .44?
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I ain't no hoe my nigga, so don't you tamp-on me
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Leave ya R.I.P., bitch this DSGB!
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You see the horns on my head? nigga you know I'm the devil
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And I pack heavy metal, WHAT THE FUCK you gon' settle
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Bitch you better settle down I'm a real ass nigga
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I'm strictly bout my scrilla, motherFUCK them niggaz
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[Chorus]
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[Verse: David Banner]
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Hush lil' balla, gangsta cap peela
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Who I be? this Mississippi trill nigga!
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Fuck a hater bitch, suck a dis
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I'm down to take 9 wit a thirty something clip
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And bust it on a bitch, to me it ain't shit
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I ain't did nothing but praise God and my clip
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So come to Mississippi and we taking yo hoes, pick in yo dome
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BOOM, hoes and clothes wit black .44s and Calico's
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Give a FUCK what a bitch nigga know, you know this
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You getting stuck like Al Green and a bitch wit some hot grits
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Tell em Yankees this a new day
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Ya'll gon' speak about Mississippi in a new way
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I got some peelas in Atlanta holla "you way!"
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And spelling red rum backwards in yo two way, all life
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[Chorus]
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[Bridge: David Banner]
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Now put yo bangers up
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Now put yo fingers up
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Now put yo fingers up
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Now put yo fingers up
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[Chorus]
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[PT:] Police wanna stop the trill
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[DB:] Fuck them niggaz!
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[PT:] Wanna ride in the chromie grill
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[DB:] Fuck them niggaz!
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[PT:] I'm a bust the blue steel
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[DB:] Fuck them niggaz!
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[PT:] How you's gon' hate wit a stack of mill?
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[DB:] Fuck them niggaz!
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[PT:] Girl get loose and pop the pill
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[DB:] Fuck them niggaz!
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[PT:] You my down wit a bitch a feel (?)
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[DB:] Fuck them niggaz!
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[Verse: David Banner]
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Get loose, get neck, or get high tonight
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Tell em thugs get ya boys we gon ride tonight
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If I die tonight, man fuck em all good
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Cause I left this bitch quiver left
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And would ride man choo
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What this hoe really wan' do? fuck or suck the stick
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Like ooh, don't fuck me naw nigga, fuck you
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Two, three in your face till you're blue - black
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Would you fuck her wit a jack top man?
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I'll shoot ya in your back like BLAT BLAT BLAT!!
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[PT:] YEAH!
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[DB:] Fuck them niggaz!
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[PT:] YEAH! YEAH!
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[DB:] Fuck them niggaz!
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[PT:] Say fuck them niggaz
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[DB:] Fuck them niggaz!
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[PT:] Say fuck them niggaz
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[DB:] Fuck them niggaz!
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[Chorus - to fade]
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Fuck 'Em (featuring Pastor Troy)
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| David Banner |
