[Hook: T.I.]
What you talkin' 'bout, ho?
Who you talkin' to, n***a?
What you talkin' 'bout, ho?
Who you talkin' to, n***a?
b**h n***a
Punk ho, punk ho
b**h n***a, b**h n***a
Punk ho, punk ho
b**h n***a
What you talkin' 'bout, ho?
Who you talkin' to, n***a?
What you talkin' 'bout, ho?
Who you talkin' to, n***a?
b**h n***a
Punk ho, punk ho
b**h n***a, b**h n***a
Punk ho, punk ho
Say, you don't like me, n***a? Hit me in my face then
Got problem? When you see me n***a, say it then
b**h n***a
Punk ho, punk ho
b**h n***a, b**h n***a
Punk ho, punk ho
Fighting Words!
[Verse 1: T.I.]
I'm a young n***a in an old school
I got new money and an old 'tude
O.G.'s salute when I roll through
f** n***as ain't beef, they tofu
I'm so cool, got a crew of ho's
In nobu eating sushi rolls
Right after that, we headed back
To the condo where they eat kuchi hole
I'm stupid ho. Run through the ho
You dream about it, I do it, ho
Ass fat, face beautiful
Throw 'em a sack of twenties
They good to go
n***as don't fear me, they should though
And they can't hear me, they would though
If they was up on my plateau, but I'm wacko
Bet that ho
[Hook: T.I.]
What you talking bout ho
Who you talking to, n***a
What you talking bout ho
Who you talking to, n***a
b**h n***a, pump ho, pump ho
b**h n***a, pump ho, pump ho
What you talking bout ho
Who you talking to, n***a
What you talking bout ho
Who you talking to, n***a
b**h n***a, pump ho, pump ho
b**h n***a, pump ho, pump ho
You don't like me n***a hit me in my face then
Got a problem when you see me n***a, say it then
b**h n***a, pump ho, pump ho
b**h n***a, pump ho, pump ho
[Verse 2: Juicy J]
Got a rocket in the club and ain't afraid to pop it
n***a run your lips I put that barrel to your sockets
Haters out here hating cause that flexing never stopping
Keep that blue dream in my bomb and the hash for the toppings
That n***as all stay on me, so homie don't play with me
I keep them bills, I keep that lean, I keep a ak with me
A real street n***a, catch me in the streets n***a
Got something to hit your chest hard
And I ain't talking liquor
Don't need no n***a f** rapping
n***a talk that sh** I'm blasting
That .44 to your face b**h, it's gonna be a closed casket
Your whole life is a storyline
You ain't gangsters, you n***as lie
Make ma**acres like the valentine
Turn this club into the columbine
[Hook:T.I.]
[Verse 3:Trae Tha Truth]
Get the f** out in this building
Ass hole, f** what you feeling
Feel the 48 my wrist cause I'm k**ing
Pety n***a run they mouth and I'm stealing
Then I hurry a couple of n***as feel it
When I jump out the ...but no ceiling
With a b**h in the back on that f** sh**
I beat it up you can tell it wouldn't heal it
You don't like me, what the f** is you talking
You can ...b**h it's whatever
I don't give a f** you won't get it together
...motherf**er like I was sipping
All on a n***a a** like a n***a who tripping
...get this cake
Get the whole pot and get out the f** my way
... got a couple n***as that will...b**h I got you