Derez De’Shon, Slim Dunkin, Lil Capp, Wooh da Kid - Fight Night lyrics
[Derez De’Shon, Slim Dunkin, Lil Capp, Wooh da Kid - Fight Night lyrics]
Squad, squad, squad give a fuck about shit
But my motherfucking niggas
Click full of pit's, orangutans and gorillas
Run up if you want
Ain't nothing sweet but the Swishers
Itchy trigger finger
Keep my hand on the pistol
Fight, fight, nigga, shoot something
Doing too much, standing too close
Talking too loud, nigga, night night
One hitter quitter, flatline, nigga
Turned this bitch to a
Motherfucking fight night
Try it in the club, ride in the club
Man down 'cause there's shots
Fired in the club
Fighting over here, shooting over there
Bitches pulling hair, niggas throwing chairs
All my niggas head first, nosedive
Flexing in my own lane, roadside
Nigga 23 is back, 45
On my bullshit, wreck crew, don't try it
Bitch, I'm going cannon
Free my nigga Cannon nigga run up wrong
Leave him laying where he's standing
It's Mr two Cups, I give two fucks
If you ain't scared
Why the fuck you got your jewels tucked?
Dunk
Squad, squad, squad give a fuck about shit
But my motherfucking niggas
Click full of pit's, orangutans and gorillas
Run up if you want
Ain't nothing sweet but the Swishers
Itchy trigger finger
Keep my hand on the pistol
Fight, fight, nigga, shoot something
You either with me or against me now
Cool or on my hitlist now
Keep my circle tight 'cause most
These niggas bitches now
Wrong one to play with
Go on 'head and try me one shot
Split a nigga's shit like a Siamese
Ambulance picked him up
I'm shooting at the siren flatline a nigga
Then go home and blow some Irene
MapQuest, yeah
I know where you live and where your kids nap
Fuck around with Slim Dunkin
D-Bo get you kidnapped
Squad, squad, squad give a fuck about shit
But my motherfucking niggas
Click full of pit's, orangutans and gorillas
Run up if you want
Ain't nothing sweet but the Swishers
Itchy trigger finger
Keep my hand on the pistol
Fight, fight, nigga, shoot something
Who wants some? He wants some?
I ain't really come to fight
I'm trying to fuck something
I ain't really try to hit
I'ma bust something
First nigga act up, I'ma rush something
Pull a midget out the bag, smoke something
One swing, all swing, jump something
Wooh da Kid my name, want something?
Still trying to be a player, crush something
Hold on, Wooh da King, I am the best
His flow stuck in one spot
It's on house arrest
Paralyzed punch when I'm at my best
Have your ass singing through a
Wire like Kanye West
Squad, squad, squad give a fuck about shit
But my motherfucking niggas
Click full of pit's, orangutans and gorillas
Run up if you want
Ain't nothing sweet but the Swishers
Itchy trigger finger
Keep my hand on the pistol
Fight, fight, nigga, shoot something
I gives a fuck about shit
But my motherfucking niggas
Money ain't the issue, fuck with us
They gon' miss you shoot your block up
Light it up like Christmas
Now your homeboy pouring out
Their damn liquor
Slim and Wooh, them my dogs, fuck with them
I'll Mike Vick you it's all bite, no bark
I hope you get the picture
We could shoot something, we could fight
Nigga
It don't matter, we could do it all night
Nigga 'Round here, we smash on site, nigga
Shooters on the roof, fuck
Around and get sniped, nigga
Squad, squad, squad give a fuck about shit
But my motherfucking niggas
Click full of pit's, orangutans and gorillas
Run up if you want
Ain't nothing sweet but the Swishers
Itchy trigger finger
Keep my hand on the pistol
Fight, fight, nigga, shoot something
But my motherfucking niggas
Click full of pit's, orangutans and gorillas
Run up if you want
Ain't nothing sweet but the Swishers
Itchy trigger finger
Keep my hand on the pistol
Fight, fight, nigga, shoot something
Doing too much, standing too close
Talking too loud, nigga, night night
One hitter quitter, flatline, nigga
Turned this bitch to a
Motherfucking fight night
Try it in the club, ride in the club
Man down 'cause there's shots
Fired in the club
Fighting over here, shooting over there
Bitches pulling hair, niggas throwing chairs
All my niggas head first, nosedive
Flexing in my own lane, roadside
Nigga 23 is back, 45
On my bullshit, wreck crew, don't try it
Bitch, I'm going cannon
Free my nigga Cannon nigga run up wrong
Leave him laying where he's standing
It's Mr two Cups, I give two fucks
If you ain't scared
Why the fuck you got your jewels tucked?
Dunk
Squad, squad, squad give a fuck about shit
But my motherfucking niggas
Click full of pit's, orangutans and gorillas
Run up if you want
Ain't nothing sweet but the Swishers
Itchy trigger finger
Keep my hand on the pistol
Fight, fight, nigga, shoot something
You either with me or against me now
Cool or on my hitlist now
Keep my circle tight 'cause most
These niggas bitches now
Wrong one to play with
Go on 'head and try me one shot
Split a nigga's shit like a Siamese
Ambulance picked him up
I'm shooting at the siren flatline a nigga
Then go home and blow some Irene
MapQuest, yeah
I know where you live and where your kids nap
Fuck around with Slim Dunkin
D-Bo get you kidnapped
Squad, squad, squad give a fuck about shit
But my motherfucking niggas
Click full of pit's, orangutans and gorillas
Run up if you want
Ain't nothing sweet but the Swishers
Itchy trigger finger
Keep my hand on the pistol
Fight, fight, nigga, shoot something
Who wants some? He wants some?
I ain't really come to fight
I'm trying to fuck something
I ain't really try to hit
I'ma bust something
First nigga act up, I'ma rush something
Pull a midget out the bag, smoke something
One swing, all swing, jump something
Wooh da Kid my name, want something?
Still trying to be a player, crush something
Hold on, Wooh da King, I am the best
His flow stuck in one spot
It's on house arrest
Paralyzed punch when I'm at my best
Have your ass singing through a
Wire like Kanye West
Squad, squad, squad give a fuck about shit
But my motherfucking niggas
Click full of pit's, orangutans and gorillas
Run up if you want
Ain't nothing sweet but the Swishers
Itchy trigger finger
Keep my hand on the pistol
Fight, fight, nigga, shoot something
I gives a fuck about shit
But my motherfucking niggas
Money ain't the issue, fuck with us
They gon' miss you shoot your block up
Light it up like Christmas
Now your homeboy pouring out
Their damn liquor
Slim and Wooh, them my dogs, fuck with them
I'll Mike Vick you it's all bite, no bark
I hope you get the picture
We could shoot something, we could fight
Nigga
It don't matter, we could do it all night
Nigga 'Round here, we smash on site, nigga
Shooters on the roof, fuck
Around and get sniped, nigga
Squad, squad, squad give a fuck about shit
But my motherfucking niggas
Click full of pit's, orangutans and gorillas
Run up if you want
Ain't nothing sweet but the Swishers
Itchy trigger finger
Keep my hand on the pistol
Fight, fight, nigga, shoot something