David Banner - Countdown lyrics

[Intro] Five (five), four (four), three (three), two (two) One you done when I see (see) you (you) [Hook] Five (five), four (four), three (three), two (two) One you done when I see (see) you (you) Five (five), four (four), three (three), two (two) One (run) you done when I see you Five (five), four (four), three (three), two (two) One you done when I see (see) you (you) Five (five), four (four), three (three), two (two) One (run) you done when I see (see) you (you) [Verse 1] Ay, what it is, the king back in the buildin' Still stackin' and buildin', you still rappin' to children Jeopardizin' your deals, caught up buyin' your wheels Like its back when we was little and its still time to k** Quit displayin' your sk**s, way underpayin' bills Spend a day in the Ville, on how you saying you real n***as could never live how I live, you ain't deservin' My lifestyle's urban, never met me in person Just my bread suburban, in a red suburban On 24's, 20 hoes giving head, I'm swervin' f** boys pissed they pants, scared nervous I'm shell-shocked, black eye, like I been in the service Clean, cut, and preserved, but I told George Gervin The closest thing your ho seen, in picture perfect The rolls gold king, my ring tight as a virgin (???) The dream I stop 'fore I seen the top (n***a) [Hook] [Verse 2] I treat the beats like the streets, on em I do what I want to I ain't gotta confront you, I'll k** if I want to Roam amongst monsters, k** homes and front you That lil n***a swearin' he bad, eat him for lunch too f** you n***as, Dominique slam dunk you n***as s**a punch down one of you n***as I was being nice at first, now I'm runnin' through n***as Whole crews, not just one or two n***as Cuz you ain't representin' the south, you just embara**in' See you on t.v. in New York, them n***as laughin' The reason why D.J.'s ain't have a clue I was fabulous Now days not playin' my record well, hell its hazardous All this cussin' for some loud discussions, outta my character Bussin' these n***as melons, and threatenin' all of they managers P.$.C.'s Atlanta, so how you playin' and handlin' Gorillas with bananas without playin' and banishin' King of the south, it was said once then Took a while to comprehend, that all sunk in On the low deal a mil, I ain't done come again Room dead, scene fled, 'fore the feds runnin' in [Hook] [Verse 3] Comin' live from the Terra-Dome Shinin' lights on n***as who got they skirts on tight with mascara on All I have ever known, is 28 in the zone Gimme a day and its gone, a brick of yeh and its on You have neva known, me to run 'Less I'm gunnin' at n***as domes And runnin' them out they own Territory, every story gotta flipside to it And your disc ain't sh** unless the click ride to it And I'mma show you how the Westside do it In the A, not Cali, bank heads, (???) valley Every crack and every alley sellin' crack And every time diggin' hairier Every Kim, Sue, Sally, til I tally up A big enough knot to buy me a yacht So then my pistols and my partnas really all that I got I'm not, playin' at all, I'm sprayin' 'em all This K'll chop 'em down to size, cuz they say that I'm small man p**ycats can't worry the dog Keep throwin' stones at the throne, I'mma bury you all man Know, you f*ggot n***as hate that I'm ballin' Makin' 30k a day and blow it all at the mall, and man I Can't relate to what you rap on stage, n***a Cuz I been sellin' yeh since I was Bow Wow's age n***a Hear my daddy and my cousin talkin' to me from the grave And all they say is "Young n***a get paid!" [Hook] - 2X