Project Pat - Fight lyrics

Fight
It's about to be some shit nigga we here now
We's about to whoop some ass
Nigga we here now i done cliqued up wit my
Hood nigga we here now
We gon' fight up in this bitch
We gon' fight up in this bitch

(Project Pat) swang a fist at ya bitch and
I swear I'm crackin jaws
When I'm high and I'm lit aw
To hell wit them laws
I ain't givin a got damn you
Got beef then I'm launchin
In tha streets them bullets in
Tha club bitch I'm punchin
Muhafuckas lights out cave a suckas skull in
Niggas in here mad but they
Betta tuck they mugs in
Boys run they mouth and eat up
More shit than a goat
Represent tha south and knock ya
Gold grill down ya throat
Liquor and dat white pump ya
Up like ya Hercules
I'ma be polite you get wrong
We gon beat ya please
Don't you be excused Mr bennett
I'ma put you in it
You came wit them dudes yall done
Started but we gonna finish
Fuckin off wit lames in this
Club fuckin night off
You got ugly on ya face we
Gon' beat it right off
Overheard a nigga sayin that he wanna jack me
I ain't worried about it cause this
Tone s gonna back me

(Project Pat) who tha buckest up in here Who
Tha buckest up in here
My nigga my hood so you cowards betta fear
Mane you hoes don't wanna clown if
You do we beat ya down
On you let bullets spray parkin
Lot it's going down
Startin shit pullin niggas
Cards playin goldfish
Bumpin one of us and we gon
Whoop you like you our bitch
Pay attention muhfucka we clickin like a gun
Mobbin on you punk suckas mane
This ain't one on one
Cause it's more like ten on
Two eyes red marijuana
He put up a fight so we
Gon beat him in a coma
Nigga constantly beckin so he caught
Some of this drama
Just a few days lata pine box to his mama
A Moet bottle is a nice lil head jamma
Slap you in ya dome bust
Yo shit like a sledgehammer
Ramma jamma we is doin damage to a busta
Give a damn-a who'll violate you muthafuckas

You can step right on up we layin smack down
Now we don't give a fuck
Cause we gon' crackdown
On you hoes who'll suck and ridin niggas nuts
Playas all in tha club
And chargin these sluts
Niggas don't wanna buck that
Ain't what ya need
Beat his ass to a pulp and took all his weed
Pocketknife you get stuck jailhouse Pop-a lar
In ya back in ya guts on ya head droppin ya
Swellin eyes bustin lips
Just like Thunderdome
In da car extra clips you won't make it home
Treatin you like a bitch cause
That's what ya is
Cut blood out yo wig playa can you dig
Plastic surgery scalpin like an engine
Don't be testin me mane yo eye get blackened
Neva will miss a week I'ma keep it hood style
If ya down for ya street throw
Some bows get it wild

I'ma whoop this bitch
(why) cause I don't like him fight