Young Buck, Bun B, 8Ball, MJG - Say It to My Face lyrics

I'm sick and tired of these
Same ol' broke bitches
No job, all they wanna do is smoke swishers
Get some money ho, why you wanna watch mine?
Ain't no tellin what I'm gon'
Be drivin next time seven figure nigga
We don't buy the bar no mo' (nah)
Pull up the paperwork
Tell the owner he can go
Walk like a pimp bitch, talk like a soldier
I got New York niggas candy
Paintin up they Rovers
It say 200 but it go a little over
Not the Corvette, the Ferrari Testarosa
And we can bet on any point on the dice
Pick 'em up, shake 'em twice, get 'em girl
Look I'm nice dirty South I'm so clean with
My G-Unit kicks on
I might be goin in, when Pimp C get home
If you don't like me, say it to my face
Just because I caught a case don't
Mean you can't be erased, bitch

It must be the ice or the money that I make
(yeah)
They talk behind my back but they won't
Say it to my face ho say it to my face
(yeah) , say it to my face (yeah)
They talk behind my back but they
Won't say it to my face (let's go)
It gotta be these cars or
The trips that I take (what)
That make 'em wanna hate
Won't you say it in my face bitch
Say it to my face
(yeah) , say it to my face (yeah)
They talk behind my back but they
Won't say it to my face (yeah)

Say nigga you can go anywhere across the US
(S) from North to the South, East
Mid to the West walk up in the hardest hood
Ask a nigga 'bout me
Bet he'll tell you Bun B
Is straight motherfuckin G (G)
A gangsta from his toes to
The top of his fitted
Trillest nigga in the flesh
(flesh) you can't fuck wit it
Got them German handguns
They shoot two-two-threes
Bust through your condo
('do) and rip open your
Knees (open your knees) my nigga please
You don't wanna save your breath
By myself, I'mma ride 'til no enemy is left
When the middle finger niggas hit yo' block
Like it's urgent just know the turrets from
Us cleanin yo' clock, like detergent
Buck, they don't think I
Hear 'em, nigga please, quiet as kept
I bet they die before they
Reach that first motherfuckin step
I rep them UnderGround Kingz, fuck boy
Pimp and Bun if it's action that you want
My nigga come get you some (c'mon)

It must be the ice or the money that I make
(yeah)
They talk behind my back but they won't
Say it to my face ho say it to my face
(yeah) , say it to my face (yeah)
They talk behind my back but they
Won't say it to my face (let's go)
It gotta be these cars or
The trips that I take (what)
That make 'em wanna hate
Won't you say it in my face bitch
Say it to my face
(yeah) , say it to my face (yeah)
They talk behind my back but they
Won't say it to my face (yeah)

We pimp type, MJG, I mean
Them packin some weight and
I ain't talkin 'bout, creatine
Some niggas they like to talk shit
In the uniform guess what? Them niggas still
Phony as a unicorn
And I'll be damned if I run
You bust the do', they ran out of guns
Man you so dumb puttin faith in the bitch
Snitchin on the trap
I'm about to put a permanent
Stitch up in your yap

Ay, all Ball do is smoke
Weed and get bad bitches
Y'all mad at me for that
Y'all niggas some bitches
Undercover groupie niggas with the
Stop and plead
For the last time, I don't smoke regular weed
It don't matter where we at mayne
We fire it up security don't stop the weed
Man from findin us
Industry dick suckers keep runnin your mouth
And I'mma give you muh'fuckers
Somethin to talk about, yea

It must be the ice or the money that I make
(yeah)
They talk behind my back but they won't
Say it to my face ho say it to my face
(yeah) , say it to my face (yeah)
They talk behind my back but they
Won't say it to my face (let's go)
It gotta be these cars or
The trips that I take (what)
That make 'em wanna hate
Won't you say it in my face bitch
Say it to my face
(yeah) , say it to my face (yeah)
They talk behind my back but they
Won't say it to my face (yeah)