[Intro: Zuse]
Yeah
You know?
Yo Dun
We a shoot dem
One by one
[Hook: Zuse]
Just walked in di party
Grab you, whe yu shawty
I know you feelin' salty
(But I don't give a f** about it)
Whatchu gon' do bout it (x3)
(Whatchu gon' do bout it)
Someone please call 9-1-1 tell 'em I just shot my gun
Whatchu gon' do bout it (x3)
(Whatchu gon' do bout it)
[Verse 1: T.I.]
Spot a p**y n***a I don't like
Walk up on his a** take flight
All my n***a gon' fight
Natural when we see you on sight
Check it
p**y n***a die every time I bless 'em
Till the other side recognize my message-
Disrespect the city' king ???
Black his eye get his a** outta my presence-
Fully automatic choppa they shootin' 'em-
Hustle Gang you know you don't wanna fool with them-
All the sharks in the water they cool with them
Yo p**y a** i' never in the mood to swim
Bring it to a n***a face in 3D
Move more gas than the BP
n***a betta pay homage when you see me
Or Imma send a chief to your teepee-
Keep me 3 or 4 b**hes in the back-
They rollin' backwood by the pack-
Bet the back they blowin'
2015 Cadillac she stole it-
And we ain't goin' home till we see her break dome n***a
[Hook: Zuse]
[Verse 2: Trae Tha Truth]
Young ? got a chopper in the Lambo
I'm gettin' money still trapin' out the bando
Lookie here p**y n***a whatchu stand fo'
Man down try'na put you where the sand go
Now what the f** you feelin'a do about it
n***a we could fight or we could shoot about it
I pull a choppa n***as get a different view about it
Imma a**hole n***a nothin' new about it
I'on' give a f** don't you play with my mental-
I play with this lead I'm not talkin' no pencil-
I keep me 3 youngins strapped up in that rental-
To check anything that you say out yo dental-
Real street n***a I'm the king of the ground
Walk up in the club shut the whole club down-
Put the H in the air yeah I'm ridin' for the town-
Only finna see the truth going south-west bound-
n***a where yo b**h at I'm try'na f** so'um
I play physical and b**h I'm try'na touch so'um
I shoulda been a DJ how I cut so'um
Facedown tell that ho to headbu*t so'um
I take you outcha frame n***a
I feel love for the game n***a
Bet I go against the frame n***a
Chain stupid I'm insane n***a
[Hook: Zuse]
[Verse 3: Spodee & (Zuse)]
I told 'em who the hardest
And I showed 'em who the hardest
My flow too retarded
Now (Whatchu gon' do bout it)
Whatchu gon' do bout di'
Whatchu gon' do bout dat
You was a big n***a talkin' real tough in the club
Till I drew my gat
34 n***as up in the front
Hol' up
26 n***as up in the back
Deah
I brought them ?full wit me cause den them want it full it me we fee'na fill this sh** sendin' 'em home on wax?
Hol' up
I'm k**in' em givin' 'em all facts
I don't f** wit dem n***a they all rats-
And yo b**h think she bad she ain't really all that-
Coulda hit her with a baseball bat from the truck to fall back, n***a
[Bridge: Zuse]
Someone please call 9-1-1 tell 'em I just shot my gun
Whatchu gon' do
When I pull up on you
Heatah coughin' on di muthaf**a like my gun just got di flu
Catch a n***a out di blue
Take a n***a out his shoes
Nevah missin' if I aim it at you Imma blow a n***a out my view
Tell a n***a what I do
Choppa break you down in two
Spot a n***a like a clue
Catch a n***a on the news
[Outro: Zuse]
Just walked in di party
Grab you, whe yu shawty
I know you feelin' salty
(But I don't give a f** bout it)
Whatchu gon' do bout it (x3)
(Whatchu gon' do bout it)
Someone please call 9-1-1 tell 'em I just shot my gun