(feat. Frekzanatcha)
One of the most phenominal feats of all time
Frekaznatcha, Alabama, Mississippi, David Banner hoe
(Hook - David Banner) (Repeat 2x)
Let's take this sh** to his mama's house, his mama's house
Let's take this sh** to his mama's house, his mama's house
Pull that b**h out in the yard, slap that hoe in the face
Pull that b**h out in the yard, slap that hoe in the face
(Verse 1 - David Banner)
Hoe I ain't got respect, I'm comin' straight to ya crib
Drag you out in the yard, run a shank through ya ribs
I said boy, dirty, dirty boy
What you think that these bullets and guns is made for?
Bustin' on a b**h, ditches is where it lye
Bullets fly through the air, tell them crackers to die
I'm the trillest, clack-up, peel-it
Dumpin' slugs til' you feel us
Banner, Frekaznatcha, ridin' until you k** us
f** it and if we die tell mama never to cry
I'm comin' back like Jason, bumpin' that "Playa Fly"
Higher than a b**h, gone off that 'dro
Yeah I'm dead though, but pat'nah no I ain't no hoe
(Hook)
(Bridge - Frekaznatcha)
Keep my name out ya mouth, keep my name out ya mouth
Fo' we run up in yo house, fo' we run up in yo house
(Repeat 2x)
(Verse 2 - Frekaznatcha)
So you claimin' that you head bustin'
Come and feel these leads thrustin'
Me and my n***az ain't scared of nuthin'
Wanna see some red rushin'
Mississippi burnin' this
Alabama turnin' this
Together we got that fire b**h
Biggin' up we ride b**h
Bet ya you won't step outside trick
Come step outside trick
You don't wanna collide with
My crew, we ride b**h
Sicker than a motherf**er
Crazy like them terrorist f**as
When we hit yo block you duck us
When we hit yo block it's ruwkus
(Hook)
(Frekaznatcha - Talking)
At yo mama's house n***a
Muthaf**a ... Goddamn ... Weak b**h
At yo mama's house n***a
Muthaf**a ... Goddamn ... Weak b**h
(David Banner)
Grab that hoe by the hair, throw that n***a in the yard
Then ya stomp that a** out, screamin' "b**h you ain't hard"
Grab that hoe by the hair, throw that n***a in the yard
Then ya stomp that a** out, screamin' "b**h you ain't hard"
I don't wanna be a thug, but f** around in the club
I'm knockin' yo a** out, then dancin' off in yo blood
Tell ya mama that I'm sorry, but yo a** gotta go
Might bring yo a** out, or I'm kickin' in ya dough
(Hook)