Yo yo, Bone Crusher
Ya'll know what time it is
Yeah nigga, this your boy Pastor Troy
Check it out, I'm a tell ya'll
David Banner, Mississippi to Atlanta nigga

These niggaz wanna hate? Fuck them niggaz
These niggaz wanna mug, fuck them niggaz
Wanna run up on a thug? Fuck them niggaz
I'm a pump them a slug, fuck them niggaz

These niggaz wanna hate? Fuck them niggaz
These niggaz wanna mug, fuck them niggaz
Wanna run up on a thug? Fuck them niggaz
I'm a pump them a slug, fuck them niggaz

These niggaz wanna hate? Fuck them niggaz
These niggaz wanna mug, fuck them niggaz
Wanna run up on a thug? Fuck them niggaz
I'm a pump them a slug, fuck them niggaz

These niggaz wanna hate? Fuck them niggaz
These niggaz wanna mug, fuck them niggaz
Wanna run up on a thug? Fuck them niggaz
I'm a pump them a slug, fuck them niggaz

My mind on money, what the hell you thinkin' bout?
The cars, the broads, the stocks, the house
To find my mouth, I'm spittin' flames wit Banner
Mississippi puttin' it down wit Atlanta

No cameras, bitch this ain't no camera trick
Ain't no stunt man needed, bitch you best to believe it
Some niggaz say I'm conceited, I say you God damn right
Them same motherfuckin' niggaz gon' get robbed tonight

You wanna crank up the fight? I wanna crank up the war
These niggaz takin' me light, how you gon' take the .44?
I ain't no hoe my nigga, so don't you tamp-on me
Leave ya R.I.P., bitch this DSGB

You see the horns on my head? Nigga you know I'm the devil
And I pack heavy metal, what the fuck you gon' settle?
Bitch you better settle down I'm a real ass nigga
I'm strictly bout my scrilla, motherfuck them niggaz

These niggaz wanna hate? Fuck them niggaz
These niggaz wanna mug, fuck them niggaz
Wanna run up on a thug? Fuck them niggaz
I'm a pump them a slug, fuck them niggaz

These niggaz wanna hate? Fuck them niggaz
These niggaz wanna mug, fuck them niggaz
Wanna run up on a thug? Fuck them niggaz
I'm a pump them a slug, fuck them niggaz

These niggaz wanna hate? Fuck them niggaz
These niggaz wanna mug, fuck them niggaz
Wanna run up on a thug? Fuck them niggaz
I'm a pump them a slug, fuck them niggaz

These niggaz wanna hate? Fuck them niggaz
These niggaz wanna mug, fuck them niggaz
Wanna run up on a thug? Fuck them niggaz
I'm a pump them a slug, fuck them niggaz

Hush lil' balla, gangsta cap peela
Who I be? this Mississippi trill nigga
Fuck a hater bitch, suck a dis
I'm down to take 9 wit a thirty somethin' clip

And bust it on a bitch, to me it ain't shit
I ain't did nothin' but praise God and my clip
So come to Mississippi and we takin' yo hoes, pick in yo dome
Boom, hoes and clothes wit black .44s and Calico's

Give a fuck what a bitch nigga know, you know this
You gettin' stuck like Al Green and a bitch wit some hot grits
Tell 'em Yankees this a new day
Ya'll gon' speak about Mississippi in a new way
I got some peelas in Atlanta holla, "You way"
And spellin' red rum backwards in yo two way, all life

These niggaz wanna hate? Fuck them niggaz
These niggaz wanna mug, fuck them niggaz
Wanna run up on a thug? Fuck them niggaz
I'm a pump them a slug, fuck them niggaz

These niggaz wanna hate? Fuck them niggaz
These niggaz wanna mug, fuck them niggaz
Wanna run up on a thug? Fuck them niggaz
I'm a pump them a slug, fuck them niggaz

These niggaz wanna hate? Fuck them niggaz
These niggaz wanna mug, fuck them niggaz
Wanna run up on a thug? Fuck them niggaz
I'm a pump them a slug, fuck them niggaz

These niggaz wanna hate? Fuck them niggaz
These niggaz wanna mug, fuck them niggaz
Wanna run up on a thug? Fuck them niggaz
I'm a pump them a slug, fuck them niggaz

Now put yo bangers up
Now put yo fingers up
Now put yo fingers up
Now put yo fingers up

Police wanna stop the trill, fuck them niggaz
Wanna ride in the chromie grill, fuck them niggaz
I'm a bust the blue steel, fuck them niggaz
How you's gon' hate wit a stack of mill? Fuck them niggaz
Girl get loose and pop the pill, fuck them niggaz
You my down wit a bitch a feel, fuck them niggaz

Get loose, get neck, or get high tonight
Tell em thugs get ya boys we gon ride tonight
If I die tonight, man fuck em all good
'Cause I left this bitch quiver left
And would ride man choo

What this hoe really wan' do? Fuck or suck the stick
Like ooh, don't fuck me naw nigga, fuck you
Two, three in your face till you're blue, black
Would you fuck her wit a jack top man?
I'll shoot ya in your back like blat, blat, blat

Yeah, fuck them niggaz
Yeah, yeah, fuck them niggaz
Say fuck them niggaz, fuck them niggaz
Say fuck them niggaz, fuck them niggaz

These niggaz wanna hate? Fuck them niggaz
These niggaz wanna mug, fuck them niggaz
Wanna run up on a thug? Fuck them niggaz
I'm a pump them a slug, fuck them niggaz
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Writer(s): LAVELL W. CRUMP, MICAH TROY, WAYNE JR. HARDNETT