f** Getting hit with bullets id rather fight any day
If you know that you don't like me
Run up and shoot me that fade
I ain't scared to get jump having bruises on my face
sh** at least a n***a live to go fight another day
I learned dat without a father man I got it from the streets
Nowadays n***as don't fight all they do is use heat
Me I keep guns but that's when I get shot at
We got fire power boy best believe we bomb back
But bump that
Lets drop mac boy
And start to splack
If we lose the battle best believe them boys coming back
Not with guns but with more n***as so we cud mop your a**
n***as ribs getting smashed
n***as grill getting crashed
Kick you on your knees b**h and face getting bashed
Be thankful for what you got cuz your a** cud get bag
Its too easy
I rather whoop your a**.....I rather whoop your a**
HOOK:
Put the guns' DOWN FIGHT LIKE MAN
OH YOU AFFRAID TO GET THUMP
Wat YOU SCARED TO SEE THESE HANDS
2ND VERSE:
BLOOD CLOT, SWELLIN EYES, CRACKED JAWS, BUSTED LIPS
Shirts off, n***as throwing blows,damn they moving quick
n***as scared to get slammed chocked or even punch out
Oh ima grab my pistol that's how n***as punk out
Im simply just asking Yall to bring the violence back
Put all the guns away and bring the fighting back
You doing 10 20 life cuz n***as looked at you hard
When you could of ran up on his sh** and left him with a broke jaw
Innocent people get hit off of your foolishness
I bet your beef is bull and you ain't proven sh**
Like I said
Its too easy n***as cud get whack
I rather ran up on your a**
Hook
n***as don't fight no more!!!