David Banner - Treat Me Like A lyrics

[Intro] We givin you fu*k boys five minutes to get the hell up out the club! (Five minutes, b**h!) David Banner, BME Click Big Face (Big Face), Yeah Big Face, motherf**er We got Jadakiss, and Ruff Ryders in this motherf**er! Yeah, let's go! [Chorus: David Banner] I ain't gon' let nair n***a treat me like a b**h! (Like a b**h!) I ain't gon' let nair n***a play me like a b**h! (Like a b**h!) I ain't scared of that n***a! I ain't scared of that b**h! We'll crush everybody and they motherf**in clique!! I ain't gon' let nair n***a treat me like a b**h! (Like a b**h!) I ain't gon' let nair n***a play me like a b**h! (Like a b**h!) I ain't scared of that n***a! I ain't scared of that b**h! We'll crush everybody and they motherf**in clique!! [David Banner] Let's get to it, ya b**h! We in the club, it ain't a thang Two tons through the backdo', lookin for you lames Oh mayne it's a shame, I'm throwed in the game I act like I'ma fight you then I'm blowin out yo' brains You talk-talk sh**, but you ain't gon' do nothing to Lavell I returned from hell, n***a, like YEA! YEA! YEA! Bloody body and all (all!), limpin, grippin my balls (my balls!) Hope your clique is with you n***a, cause I'm k**in 'em all! I'ma vic 'em, you pick 'em up, crush 'em, bus' 'em like cans Mississippi's my land (YEA!), with my dick in my hand (YEA!) I been ready to die, put your guns in the sky Pop it back, pull the trigger, watch a bullet go fire [Chorus] [David Banner] I know you hooooes hate my pimpin, pimpin Pimpin... but I took yo' b**h! Is that the real reason why you hate my clique? Them 24s' spinnin make you so sick (ugh!) And I don't even floss like that, but I will put fo' or five bullets in yo' back - walk now! A pistol in yo' mouth, b**h boy talk now! I used to get no love, now ya girl stalks now! Is it that 106 & Park pimpin? Is it those MTV looks? Is it Lil' Jon screamin on the hooks? (YEAAAH!) Is it that tour bus spread? Is it f**in these stars? Or me gettin head from yo' b**h in the BACK OF THE CAR, n***a! [Chorus] [Jadakiss] AH-HAAAH! Aiyyo, I don't like to promise sh**, but we gon' bring the drama kid Just tell me who I gotta slap and where they momma live (where they at?) And yet and still, real recognize real And whoever don't get recognized get k**ed Too many soldiers that jeopardize in the field I got throwaway n***az ready to die in they will Jason as a youth, I turned into Satan in the booth First n***a with Daytons on the coupe, uh I could drive but a boss get driven So my shotgun higher than the cost of living My seat back, my gear black, my heat black Deserve whatever you got comin, so keep that (Keep it) Now all you do is turn the lights off and drive by slow, I'ma turn his life off (Ah-hah!) Then I'm good, long as he bleedin Nair n***a'll never play me long as I'm breathing, what! [Chorus]