"Fuck 'Em" lyrics

"Fuck 'Em"
(feat. Pastor Troy)

(Hahaha) Yo, yo (Bone Crusher)
Ya'll know what time it is (Yeah nigga)
This your boy Pastor Troy
Check it out, I'm a tell ya'll
David Banner
Mississippi to Atlanta nigga
Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on

These niggas wanna hate, fuck them niggas
These niggas wanna mug, fuck them niggas
Wanna run up on a thug? Fuck them niggas
I'm a pump them a slug, fuck them niggas
These niggas wanna hate? Fuck them niggas
These niggas wanna mug? Fuck them niggas
Wanna run up on a thug? Fuck them niggas
I'm a pump them a slug, fuck them niggas
These niggas wanna hate? Fuck them niggas
These niggas wanna mug? Fuck them niggas
Wanna run up on a thug? Fuck them niggas
I'm a pump them a slug, fuck them niggas
These niggas wanna hate? Fuck them niggas
These niggas wanna mug? Fuck them niggas
Wanna run up on a thug? Fuck them niggas
I'm a pump them a slug, fuck them niggas

My mind on money (Uh-huh), what the hell you thinking 'bout? (Uh-huh)
The cars, the broads, the stocks, the house (Uh-huh)
To find my mouth, I'm spitting flames wit Banner (Come on)
Mississippi putting it down wit Atlanta (Okay)
No cameras, bitch this ain't no camera trick (Come on)
Ain't no stunt man needed, bitch you best to believe it
Some niggas say I'm conceited, I say you God damn right
Them same motherfucking niggas gon' get robbed tonight
You wanna pick up the fight? I wanna crank up the war (Come on)
These niggas taking me light, how you gon' take the .44?
I ain't no ho my nigga, so don't you tamp-on me
Leave ya R.I.P., bitch this DSGP (Come on)
You see the horns on my head? (Come on), nigga you know I'm the devil (Come on)
And I pack heavy metal, what the fuck you gon' settle?
Bitch you better settle down I'm a real ass nigga
I'm strictly bout my scrilla, motherfuck them niggas

These niggas wanna hate, fuck them niggas
These niggas wanna mug, fuck them niggas
Wanna run up on a thug? Fuck them niggas
I'm a pump them a slug, fuck them niggas
These niggas wanna hate? Fuck them niggas
These niggas wanna mug? Fuck them niggas
Wanna run up on a thug? Fuck them niggas
I'm a pump them a slug, fuck them niggas
These niggas wanna hate? Fuck them niggas
These niggas wanna mug? Fuck them niggas
Wanna run up on a thug? Fuck them niggas
I'm a pump them a slug, fuck them niggas
These niggas wanna hate? Fuck them niggas
These niggas wanna mug? Fuck them niggas
Wanna run up on a thug? Fuck them niggas
I'm a pump them a slug, fuck them niggas

Hush lil' balla, gangsta cap peela
Who I be? This Mississippi trill nigga
Fuck a hater bitch, suck a dick
I'm got a tech 9 wit a thirty something clip
And bust it on a bitch, to me it ain't shit
I ain't did nothing but praise God and my clip
So come to Mississippi and we takin' yo hoes, pick in yo dome
Boom, hoes and clothes wit black .44s and Calico's (Oh)
Give a fuck what a bitch nigga know, you know this
You getting stuck like Al Green and a bitch wit some hot grits
Tell 'em Yankees this a new day (New day)
Ya'll gon' speak about Mississippi in a new way
I got some peelas in Atlanta holla "You wait"
And spelling bread raw backwards in yo two way, all life [?], ugh

These niggas wanna hate, fuck them niggas
These niggas wanna mug, fuck them niggas
Wanna run up on a thug? Fuck them niggas
I'm a pump them a slug, fuck them niggas
These niggas wanna hate? Fuck them niggas
These niggas wanna mug? Fuck them niggas
Wanna run up on a thug? Fuck them niggas
I'm a pump them a slug, fuck them niggas
These niggas wanna hate? Fuck them niggas
These niggas wanna mug? Fuck them niggas
Wanna run up on a thug? Fuck them niggas
I'm a pump them a slug, fuck them niggas
These niggas wanna hate? Fuck them niggas
These niggas wanna mug? Fuck them niggas
Wanna run up on a thug? Fuck them niggas
I'm a pump them a slug, fuck them niggas

Now put yo bangers up
Now put yo fingers up
Now put yo fingers up
Now put yo fingers up (Come on, come on)

Police wanna stop the trill (Fuck them niggas)
Wanna ride in the chromie grill (Fuck them niggas, uh-huh)
I'm a bust the blue steel (Fuck them niggas)
How you's gon' hate wit a stack of mill? (Fuck them niggas)
Girl get loose and pop the pill (Fuck them niggas)
You my down wit a bitch a feel [?] (Fuck them niggas, uh-huh)
Get loose, get neck, or get high tonight
Tell 'em thugs get ya boys we gon ride tonight (Come on)
If I die tonight, man fuck 'em all good
Cause I left this bitch quiver left (Come on)
And would ride man choo
What this ho really wan' do? Fuck or suck the stick
Like ooh, don't fuck me naw nigga, I'll fuck you
Two, three in your face till you're blue - black
Would you fuck her wit a jack top man? (Uh-huh)
I'll shoot ya in your back like blat, blat, blat

Yeah (Fuck them niggas, come on)
Yeah, yeah (Fuck them niggas, come on)
Say fuck them niggas (Fuck them niggas, come on)
Say fuck them niggas (Fuck them niggas)

These niggas wanna hate, fuck them niggas
These niggas wanna mug, fuck them niggas
Wanna run up on a thug? Fuck them niggas
I'm a pump them a slug, fuck them niggas
These niggas wanna hate? Fuck them niggas
These niggas wanna mug? Fuck them niggas
Wanna run up on a thug? Fuck them niggas
I'm a pump them a slug, fuck them niggas
These niggas wanna hate? Fuck them niggas
These niggas wanna mug? Fuck them niggas
Wanna run up on a thug? Fuck them niggas
I'm a pump them a slug, fuck them niggas
These niggas wanna hate? Fuck them niggas
These niggas wanna mug? Fuck them niggas
Wanna run up on a thug? Fuck them niggas
I'm a pump them a slug, fuck them niggas


Writer(s): Lavell Crump, Troy Pastor, Lavell W Crump
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