2Deep - Barkin' Up The Wrong Tree (TBird/Real Crackaz Diss) lyrics

[Hook] You little puppies got a long leash And you Barkin' Up The Wrong Tree You f**ed up if you thought sh** would be good After you crossed me; homie you Barkin' Up The Wrong Tree And I ain't ever had this type of sh** escalate But if you really want it with your boy, then I'm a demonstrate Y'all keep pushing me you'll see my hate emanate f** you, I'm ready 24/7 everyday [Verse 1] First off, f** you b**h and that click you claim "Real Crackheadz" should be y'all new official name And I ain't phased by none of the f**ing sh** you say You b**h made, you ain't hard and you gits don't bang Ain't no gangs out in Bradenton, so why you fakin' then? And why you trying to rap, you f**ing p**y? You ain't made for this The moment that I seen you in real life, knew you was fake as sh** Let's talk beef, call me weed cause I'm a fade you b**h I know you won't smoke me, so put your gun down And fight me hand-to-hand like a man you little phony I know that you can't scrap, I seen your video with Flash G and that sh** looked exactly like a fight with cats The anger in my past, I've detached from But now you wanna flap your dicks**er mo'f**a? I'm 'bout to act up And snap on this wack a** f*g trying to act tough Scared of that one-on-one that's why you want your back up [Hook] [Verse 2] f** around and get blood on my knuckles Cause you chumps ain't a blood but you love to be frontin' Y'all look like Malibu's Most Wanted You need to watch your f**ing tone cause that beef, boy you don't want it And why you call yourself "TBird"? The only Bird I f**ing know of is my boy Austin Thebert And Destini, you think this f** boy's the original? If you truly believe that, you must have drowned in a kiddie pool When you were younger, I got some news about this motherf**er He ain't original, he's just a mothaf**in' s**er You think you're hard cause you broke into my parent's crib?! How come you didn't try it when I lived there, ya b**h?! Cause I'd have put you in a body bag But the next time I see you, I'll beat your a** I promise that 211=187's simply based on facts I ain't about to spend my life in prison cause I k**ed your a** [Hook 2] But you can call me Michael Vick when you cross me That's what you dogs get for Barkin' Up The Wrong Tree An a** beating is in store since you wronged me You'll get the whole supply of it for Barkin' Up The Wrong Tree Catch these fists like a frisbee or a dog treat That's what you dogs get for Barkin' Up The Wrong Tree Real Crackaz ain't sh**, bet they all sweet Y'all don't want beef, b**h you Barkin' Up The Wrong Tree [Outro]