Bring It To Da Door: This shyt is beginnin' to blow up like dynamite Just might pick a muthaf**in fight with one of you cross me out No clout -no doubt for you damn knicca f** that singing shyt And f** all them teens in your videos that lil kid b**h Cuzz we some thugs about our hog so don't you speak of us And ill be honest you ain't speak of us you know we'll bust Them f**in heads and we gone have to we gone do that shyt And we'll leave you dramatized as soon as you see these click And so damn quick we f** yo shyt up And shyt get better And even after dark yo p**y a** gone wet the bed up You little underage, music-waste, front hoes That's the equation when you sissy f**as don't know; Yall sing like hoes I hope you muthaf**as flop some more And quit or some, beatchu some, or teach you some, about some flow Mane I wish that I could letchu go Without the risk of catchin a case I beatchu to the floor Bring it to da door, knicca..