Retaliation Is a Must Lyrics

[Intro] Hold up, middle fingers up Pussy-ass niggaz down nigga (muh'fuckers) H-Town, Texas stand up, Southwest (uh-huh) Sunny side, P.A. we up in here Bun, holla at these motherfuckers (you know'm talkin 'bout?) [Bun B] Say, nigga you can't run, nigga you can't hide Know that we got guns, know that we gon' ride Blow out your insides, and leave ya to rot Cause when we give it to ya bitch we give you all that we got Now all it take is one shot to put yo' ass in a ditch But you gon' get the other forty-nine for bein a bitch Go to war with the big man when it makes no sense to Repercussions get extreme when we ride against you Ain't no movin ya baby mama {?} or your kids Everybody finna get it for the shit that you did So when I get to ya crib, better come out swingin Cause the devil ain't even ready for this hell I'm bringin We don't want no dope, we don't want no cash We don't want no excuses, we just want yo' ass So when that front do' crash, and you see them soldiers When that gun go flash, don't say that Bun ain't told ya, nigga [Chorus 2X: Bun B] If I pull it I'ma pop and be the first one to bust We ain't playin wit'chu hoes (retaliation is a must) First nigga make a move, first nigga hit the dust We ain't playin wit'chu hoes (retaliation is a must) [Verse Two] Yeah, now I stand on my two feet, one clip, two heats 20-shot hollow heads, bitch give me the loose leaf Fuck beef, I got a K for niggaz In spots the laws won't find ya for days, my nigga Southside, young playa full of plots and scams Show ya how to get ya ovals up and lock the grams Boys know me in the hood, but not from rappin Back street trappin, front line, ya boy is a captain First nigga to shoot, I ain't tryin to talk Bring the heat to the hospital and finish you off No life is a tunnel, while I'm rollin with my gun up Don't get ya bitch gun butt, nigga what'chu want what It ain't shit to get yo' family touched Catch a T on the bus and pop a ass like a clutch, nigga I'm in the game cause I love the rush Love the bucks, this fans money never enough, nigga [Chorus] [Verse Three] Uh, hol' up, uhh Forty-five in the Rover, the K is on my shoulder Pop yo' bitch-ass, then I go and smoke it over Niggaz gettin older, but thugs is comin younger So just in case you wonder I keep a F in the thunder Nigga you's a blunder, got rocked by the thunder Cryin to that Bun, but he the reason that we done ya Gave us the word, said we keep the birds Beefin is for nerds, I put ya brains on the curb [Verse Four] Fucka! Pull ya piece nigga, and watch you rest in it Come to this clip game, bitch I'm the best in it Your white flag ya wavin, now it's on, bitch please All your loved ones houses lookin like swiss cheese Tried to let ya ass make it, but ya ass act a fool Now the H.K., the A.K., and the A-R is the tools All ya homeboys gone and them hoes want less So tell ya mom and ya sister break out the black dress [Chorus]Bun B f/ Mddl Fngz - Retaliation Is a Must - http://motolyrics.com/bun-b-f-mddl-fngz/retaliation-is-a-must-lyrics.html