Whoop His Ass

(Buckshot)
 Yeah, this one for all you motherfuckers dissing me
 And don't I'm listening, well I'm listening you listen
 I went from rags to riches, riches to rags
 On my face & pocket to the one on gat
 For the ones that be up back like anybody did it
 Fronting like fake digits look Kenyta did it
 Prolific hard-core shit I gotta spit it
 The hardest admit it put my heart in it
 I ain't trying to see broke all wanna do is see notes
 A few mill with an ill speedboat
 And I quote Buck ain't daily good
 Fuck words, I spits shots till you feel good
 Love rap & I love mc-ing
 Shit but still love killing every nigga in sight
 No reason, we in duck season, watch out
 Elmer bud, smoke the fuss pull the glock out
 Jack in box two shots pop out
 Still money on the dow pitch stock out
 It's Duckdown I-N-C for niggas who be D-I-C-K ride I-N-G
 Don't hate just holla and you can follow pitbull & rottweilers
 Who wear chain tight collar
 Benz to Impalas
 Friends who just gotta grab they dick, cause they love
 Hip Hop like Big Poppa
 Dog, Heh I know it's hard to see
 But I'm Whoop your Ass my squad & me
 (Rufus Blaq/Chorus)
 That nigga on block slanging
 Whoop his ass
 Talking bout how he banging
 Whoop his ass
 Nigga felt your girl ass
 Whoop his ass
 He fronting on your cash
 Whoop his ass
 If he get up in your face
 Whoop his ass
 Put him back in his place
 Whoop his ass
 Don't be playing with these niggas, man
 You better Whoop his ass (repeat)
 (Steele & Tek)
 Who dem niggas over there (Steele)
 Some broke dude fronting thinks I was scared (Tek)
 Man., get that thang what he moving onions (Tek)
 Stop playing I'll show you how to this younging (Tek)
 See we about biz feed the kids, no apologies (Steele)
 Pushing for you industry niggas no stopping this
 (Steele)
 Been pissing whores before R.Kezzy (Tek)
 We number one stunners like Baby &Wezzy (Tek)
 Do like it's easy want me, see me (Steele)
 Fuck talking, we squeezing my lips is greasy (Steele)
 My neck, My back (Tek)
 Y'all I'm gonna light this head crack (Tek)
 My neck, My back (Tek)
 Suck my dick & nut sack (Tek)
 Bitch! (Tek)
 (Chorus)
 (Buckshot)
 Who this flapping like he started something
 Acting like you hard or something
 Man, listen you can sell drugs for life
 I'm a hit-man for hire sell slugs for life
 And you that right anybody left goodnight
 Run you down your last sight is the headlight
 In the Halo niggas better watch what they say yo
 Cause I don't play no bank broke O.K. so
 Up the world like I saw your girl
 Fuck yours I throw up Crowhill you throw up Earl
 I keep a mac by my dog precious
 So I can bark & bite at the same time
 Y'all test up I spaz out ass-low I never ass out
 Keep a gun I be the first one to pull the brass out no doubt
 So I ain't to prove you nothing
 But I can prove one thing is that you two-way fronting
 (Chorus)