Intro:
You
don't
wanna
do
dat(x15)
(Don
P
talkin
in
background)
Chrous:
All
dat
talkin(x5)
dat
shit
Talkin(x5)
dat
shit
(x3)
Man
up
muthafucka
man
up(x4)
Don
P:
Now
evabody
wanna
fuckin
have
they
label
Wouldn't
on
da
first
shit
to
bring
to
da
table
They
in
they
own
fantasy
somethin
like
a
fable
Handicap
situations
all
disabled
I
shut
em
down
like
a
computer
Cause
aint
nobody
fuckin
wit
da
super
producer
Coreleone
trill
town
representatives
Fuck
Don
P
man
some
of
yall
too
senstative
But
ya
fuck
me
but
nann
day
you
gon
touch
me
Talkin
bout
Don
P
why
you
buckin
Man
you
need
to
chill
out
get
to
da
money
I
already
got
it
and
imma
trill
nigga
I
handle
all
my
problems
Besides
i'm
all
about
respectin
Imma
man
before
anybody
checkin
Chrous
Lil
Atlanta:
What
you
starin
at
this
ain't
no
free
show
You
gon
make
me
cock
back
hit
ya
ass
in
da
door
You
don't
wanna
do
dat
hear
dem
thangs
clit-clat
Goes
in
ya
thru
da
front
comes
out
thru
da
back
Come
and
make
my
night
love
to
talk
hate
to
fight
Was
you
a
bitch
I
was
a
bitch
it
don't
go
away
ova
night
Man
up
muthafucka
man
up
i
told
you
once
before
muthafucka
stand
up
Chrous
Dirty
Mouth:
Now
if
you
niggas
keep
playin
you
gon
make
a
nigga
tear
a
hole
right
thru
yo
chest
Is
yo
flesh
i
can
see
yo
soul
You
don't
wanna
do
dat
imma
hit
you
wit
a
bat
Talkin
all
dat
shit
nigga
and
imma
hit
you
wit
da
gack
17
times
out
da
barrell
on
my
45
4
plus
5
equals
9
goin
thru
yo
spine
Sit
yo
ass
down
hoe
make
a
move
you
gotta
go
Erase
you
off
da
map
and
beat
yo
ass
at
yo
own
show
Ain't
playin
no
games
wit
you
lames
when
it
comes
to
gangsta
shit
Throwin
up
my
middle
finger
grabbin
on
my
own
dick
Niggas
thank
they
slick
take
yo
pick
Which
one
you
want
bullets
flyin
thru
yo
house
or
goin
straight
thru
yo
door
Make
yo
ass
choke
wit
different
strokes
of
my
hand
movements
Say
dat
your
a
G
in
these
streets
man
you
gotta
prove
in
Next
time
I
see
you
talkin
talkin
shit
imma
rearrange
yo
mouth
And
put
yo
ass
in
a
ditch
bitch
Chrous
You
don't
wanna
do
dat(x15)