David Banner
Listen (huh, huh)
What's up (what's up)
Oh, it's Beezle out
David Banner
You niggas talking about how hard it is
We gonna see about you
Look boy

[Hook: [bad word] 
See when you pop that drama on wax
On somebody gonna see about ya
See it's a test to see if you're a [bad word] 
Or you've got some about ya
See about me shorty
See about me shorty
You popping hard on your gums
We gonna see [bad word] 
See about me shorty
See about me shorty
You popping hard on your gums
When gonna see [bad word] 

[Verse 1: Beezel]
I'm old school, I just came by for the gangbang
Frank the Tank, quick to pop off of the big thing
We got kicked out of parties and we eat up the wings
And [bad word] who throwing a party, we had his pretty young thing
 [bad word] up missing a fifth of jack, fifth of Jim Beam
Your jewelry missin I'm on my album covering featuring your bling
President Bush I'll tell what you can and can't do
Shot a [bad word] your bankroll, that ain't you
It looked better in my pocket, we gonna hold on to it
I'll give you one minute just to say so long to it
 [bad word] a [bad word]  I got right and left hooks for your [bad word] 
Why you think they call it break em off?
We whipping that [bad word] 

[Hook]

[Verse 2: David Banner]
 [bad word]  [bad word] I was born here to die
 [bad word] laying down cause I want it all night
I can make your enemies [?]
 [bad word] that me bust and kill his whole kliq
Yo, south side and we never had nothing
But Guns we had fun when the AKs start busting
Little kids crying, [bad word] ducking, and niggas cussing
My pistol's like a [bad word] and she needs some finger [bad word] 
I'm ready baby, baby, side guess that's why these niggas
I'm Slim Shady, like, "Hi, my name is."
Down a [bad word] [bad word] down, looking good
And gonna blow your [bad word] brains on the hood

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Beezel]
Where I'm from they bust your top
Or they cut out the top
Trying to get boo and go for [bad word] out the block
Fighting time, oh I'm an hour early folk
And concerts know the time my t-shirt get soaked
Cause I be vested up and these two guns very proctive of
I'm like Khia, gotta lick shots to my neck
And if I get a chance to let off them things, call the Reverend up
Used to get more [bad word] than that black guy from 7-Up
When I catch a case, I'll tell the judge like this
I'm the victim, that boy chin kept assaulting my fist
All that chin-butting that how he bent up his jaw
Reckless chinning, calling it Jay Leno law