Frayser Boy - Who Da Buckest lyrics

[Intro: Juicy J] The Gangsta Disciples and the Vice Lords have teamed up We gonna f** the motherf**in' clubs up The f**in Liquids, the norths and the D & D the spot GD's, VL's [Hook: Project Pat] Who the buckest up in here, who the buckest up in here My n***a, my hood, so you cowards better fear Man you hoes don't wanna clown Man you hoes don't wanna clown Man you hoes don't wanna clown If you do we beat ya down Who the buckest up in here, who the buckest up in here My n***a, my hood, so you cowards better fear Man you hoes don't wanna clown Man you hoes don't wanna clown Man you hoes don't wanna clown If you do we beat ya down [Verse 1: Juicy J] First n***a wanna step Gonna meet his d**h First I hit the n***a with a right, then I swing a left Kept on dropping B's after B's till I'm out of breath Then I took a knife and cut the fool till he bloody wet Boy you gon' respect Real players when it comes to that Knowin' this ain't slavery but n***a we gon' hang your neck How you gonna diss the check writer, hoe I am a threat Shoot at your b**h a** like the k**a know you scared of that, scared of that Bring it on n***a to this motherf**in' M-Town Click click boom then you feel your body fall down Don't be trippin' with these Hyde Park Gangsta's Robbers, k**ers, dope boys, rapists Gangsta Fred, Heavy C, workin with that maintenance Cut you up, wrap you up, leave ya a** stankin' Pimp slap ya a**, momma boy, feel the rugar So f**ing sweet, I should probably call you sugar [Hook: Project Pat] Who the buckest up in here, who the buckest up in here My n***a, my hood, so you cowards better fear Man you hoes don't wanna clown Man you hoes don't wanna clown Man you hoes don't wanna clown If you do we beat ya down Who the buckest up in here, who the buckest up in here My n***a, my hood, so you cowards better fear Man you hoes don't wanna clown Man you hoes don't wanna clown Man you hoes don't wanna clown If you do we beat ya down [Verse 2: LaChat] Now when I fall up in the club, I be yelling "smack a b**h" Steady mobbing with a mug, yeah this thug starting sh** n***a what b**h, what, get the f** up out my way Throwing bows, pushing hoes, letting you know I'm in the place It's whatever, get it done Hope you cowards, got a gun I'ma ride until I die, making b**hes out here run You can run if you wanna, where you run is where you die I'ma break me off a prada stick, your a** in the eye It's Chat, you got beef All this animosity Look here mane, I'm a aim, shoot that thang for playing me You a k**er b**h n***a Never have you pulled a trigger You got hoe off in your blood When it rain, hoe you shiver Have you ever seen a b**h come through the door and take the floor Gangsta walking, representing cause a mack ain't going hoe Breaking laws, f** the law Keep them b**hes out my business I'ma shut this joint down, everybody gonna witness b**h [Hook: Project Pat] Who the buckest up in here, who the buckest up in here My n***a, my hood, so you cowards better fear Man you hoes don't wanna clown Man you hoes don't wanna clown Man you hoes don't wanna clown If you do we beat ya down Who the buckest up in here, who the buckest up in here My n***a, my hood, so you cowards better fear Man you hoes don't wanna clown Man you hoes don't wanna clown Man you hoes don't wanna clown If you do we beat ya down [Verse 3: Frayser Boy] What ya cowards wanna do, don't give a f** about what ya saying Pull a pistol on ya in a minute with no delaying Frayser Boy, I'm comin through n***a who the f** is you? Got yo nuts all pumped up, I'll whip yo a** til ya blue Throwin that Bay up in the air n***a I don't f**in care n***as practice looking hard, but ain't gon' do sh** but stare Mean mugging in the club And bout to get yo a** drug and I don't hide behind my words, I'll beat yo a** down in public I'm the realest of the real, better ask yo f**ing peeps Knock a patch up out ya head and stomp yo a** till ya sleep Man this liqour got me geeked You won't see another wink I was in here tryna chill, now ya got me bringing heat Take your a** up off ya feet Leave yo body with a leak Ring the bell, school's in, here's the lesson I'm gon' teach Better stay away from reach Ass whoopin you gon' see Have yo a** like decepticons hollerin' retreat [Hook: Project Pat] Who the buckest up in here, who the buckest up in here My n***a, my hood, so you cowards better fear Man you hoes don't wanna clown Man you hoes don't wanna clown Man you hoes don't wanna clown If you do we beat ya down Who the buckest up in here, who the buckest up in here My n***a, my hood, so you cowards better fear Man you hoes don't wanna clown Man you hoes don't wanna clown Man you hoes don't wanna clown If you do we beat ya down