Bring It 2 'Em - Pooh-Man
Well I'm a fire this sh*t up like dank
And let the whole town know what's up with me and ant banks
Another n**ga turned traitor
He wanna be a rapper fool stick to the cross fader
Get on the radio and bad mouth pooh
But you know damn well you can't f**k with my crew
F**k you n**ga your tape gets the eject
The prank gangsta I can't relate
Yeah you sittin' on somethin' phat it's your head
They wanted real sh*t so they bought my tape instead
Booty a** bust motherf**ker
So what's up with the kid from the gutter
F**k around and make dangerous a sacred place
Producing them fake a** tapes
And you wanna call me deadweight
F**k around and have the whole dangerous crew at your wake
Nah I'm a catch you on the late night
And jack you for your folk at a stop light
Or rub up on your a** at Denny's
And have them mac10 shells dropping good and plenty
Now you can keep your punk a** sh*t
But how did you go out you went out like a b**ch
Now I'm gonna smoke your a** like Buddha
And all you motherf**kers I'm a bring it to ya
Fake a** bust a** n**ga goddamn I'm glad y'all set it off
Now the sh*t's like a war
Them mark a** n**gas don't want trouble
Fake a** bust a** n**ga goddamn I'm glad y'all set it off
Now the sh*t's like a war
Them mark a** n**gas don't want trouble
Goddamn it's the second verse
And it seems that sh*t done got worse
Now I gotta get bad on a trick
Not you banks but that other b**ch
Now you should stop and listen
While I'm bouts to go on a motherf**king mission
Yeah punk I heard your tape
And as far as I'm concerned the sh*t was fake
Damn you's a borderline b**ch
As far as getting p**sy fool you getting dick
Now tell me how that sound
Sounds like another n**ga from dangerous getting beat down
Now you wanna f**k with me right
Toe to toe in the alley in the middle of the night
And watch me mop that a**
And have 'em draw a chalk line around your b**ch a**
But you know you ain't careful trick
Remember on true when you got the burning dick
But that's how I'm gon' do ya
Fire up the dank n**ga cause I'm a bring it to ya
Fake a** bust a** n**ga goddamn I'm glad y'all set it off
Now the sh*t's like a war
Them mark a** n**gas don't want trouble
Fake a** bust a** n**ga goddamn I'm glad y'all set it off
Now the sh*t's like a war
Them mark a** n**gas don't want trouble
N**gas say pooh man why you clowning
Cause I'm tired of my motherf**king surroundings
Fools tried to tame but they can't
See I'm from the gutter and straight f**king with dank
So I got tried of n**gas picking my cash
So I got smart and I left they punk a**
See all of that's real I got my fill
And all my motherf**king dollar bills
So f**k everything they say
And the shiest games those punk motherf**kers play
Fat mad at me cause I got a hit
Stop running your mouth you sorry son of a b**ch
And I might wanna use your mom for a late night f**k
But I'm only out to get my dick sucked
So f**k what you're stressing
When I left the dangerous crew it was a blessing
And oh brother wait who the f**k is banks
Nobody knew ya til f**king with dank
So for all you n**gas screw ya
F**k you motherf**kers cause I'm a bring it to ya
Fake a** bust a** n**ga goddamn I'm glad y'all set it off
Now the sh*t's like a war
Them mark a** n**gas don't want trouble
Fake a** bust a** n**ga goddamn I'm glad y'all set it off
Now the sh*t's like a war
Them mark a** n**gas don't want trouble
Fake a** bust a** n**ga
Fake a** bust a** n**ga
Them mark a** n**gas don't want trouble
Fake a** bust a** n**ga goddamn I'm glad y'all set it off
Now the sh*t's like a war
Them mark a** n**gas don't want trouble
Fake a** bust a** n**ga goddamn I'm glad y'all set it off
Now the sh*t's like a war
Them mark a** n**gas don't want trouble
