banner, david
talk to me
 now if these boys want war talk to me now lay it down motherfucker lay it down you bitch the cracker smacker the heat packer the car-jacker the if you don't come off ya shit then click-clack and blaka-blaka the bitch smacker the cash the dough the confetti get bustin' to feel in your head your blood drip in a mug poppin' the slugs me i just don't give a high fuck 'bout none of yall or ball flip give him a call on the celly then it's on war until your gone til' you die decease fuck it bitch ain't no peace ain't no makin' up bustin this 9 motherfucker until it's breakin' up i told yall bitches that i'm clickin' i'm flippin these twankies buckin' at? like i'm spankin' like the way i fucked yo babymama nigga you should thanked me what it is handle yo biz i'm all off in yo crib with your miss the father of yo kids is right here! -yeah uh yeah uh uh don't get your nose-broke don't get your eye split i hate you scary ass rappers that be talkin' shit you fuck around and make me pull that tech and leave you wet boy three hours later i'm at the club in my vette boy i get respect boy i'll break your neck boy they love my style from the east to the west boy i keep a pistol for haters we put them spinners on gators fuck all the braggin' and boastin' i'll leave you gaggin' and chokin' you think i'm jokin i'm not i'll go to war for my niggaz unless i die i'll testify i'd go to court for my niggaz i'm from the land of the trill where perpetrators get killed around my way my nigga that's how we live ] - you got pussy bitch and i seen it and i smell it and inhale all the dro' that niggaz a hoe like fiend on a tape whomp whomp muthafucka! and yo momma smoke crack cuz she's a cheap dick sucka cuz we don't like the way yall act and it's ha-ha-ha-ha-haaa i'm knowin' where you are i'm cockin' back my pistol and i'm bustin' at ya car ] get buck motherfucker get buck get buck motherfucker get buck give a fuck southside bitch,