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

These *****z wanna hate? ***k them *****z
These *****z wanna mug, ***k them *****z
Wanna run up on a thug? ***k them *****z
I'm a pump them a slug, ***k them *****z

These *****z wanna hate? ***k them *****z
These *****z wanna mug, ***k them *****z
Wanna run up on a thug? ***k them *****z
I'm a pump them a slug, ***k them *****z

These *****z wanna hate? ***k them *****z
These *****z wanna mug, ***k them *****z
Wanna run up on a thug? ***k them *****z
I'm a pump them a slug, ***k them *****z

These *****z wanna hate? ***k them *****z
These *****z wanna mug, ***k them *****z
Wanna run up on a thug? ***k them *****z
I'm a pump them a slug, ***k them *****z

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, ***** this ain't no camera trick
Ain't no stunt man needed, ***** you best to believe it
Some *****z say I'm conceited, I say you God damn right
Them same mother***kin' *****z gon' get robbed tonight

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

You see the horns on my head? ***** you know I'm the devil
And I pack heavy metal, what the ***k you gon' settle?
***** you better settle down I'm a real *** *****
I'm strictly bout my scrilla, mother***k them *****z

These *****z wanna hate? ***k them *****z
These *****z wanna mug, ***k them *****z
Wanna run up on a thug? ***k them *****z
I'm a pump them a slug, ***k them *****z

These *****z wanna hate? ***k them *****z
These *****z wanna mug, ***k them *****z
Wanna run up on a thug? ***k them *****z
I'm a pump them a slug, ***k them *****z

These *****z wanna hate? ***k them *****z
These *****z wanna mug, ***k them *****z
Wanna run up on a thug? ***k them *****z
I'm a pump them a slug, ***k them *****z

These *****z wanna hate? ***k them *****z
These *****z wanna mug, ***k them *****z
Wanna run up on a thug? ***k them *****z
I'm a pump them a slug, ***k them *****z

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

And bust it on a *****, to me it ain't ****
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 ***k what a ***** ***** know, you know this
You gettin' stuck like Al Green and a ***** 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 *****z wanna hate? ***k them *****z
These *****z wanna mug, ***k them *****z
Wanna run up on a thug? ***k them *****z
I'm a pump them a slug, ***k them *****z

These *****z wanna hate? ***k them *****z
These *****z wanna mug, ***k them *****z
Wanna run up on a thug? ***k them *****z
I'm a pump them a slug, ***k them *****z

These *****z wanna hate? ***k them *****z
These *****z wanna mug, ***k them *****z
Wanna run up on a thug? ***k them *****z
I'm a pump them a slug, ***k them *****z

These *****z wanna hate? ***k them *****z
These *****z wanna mug, ***k them *****z
Wanna run up on a thug? ***k them *****z
I'm a pump them a slug, ***k them *****z

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, ***k them *****z
Wanna ride in the chromie grill, ***k them *****z
I'm a bust the blue steel, ***k them *****z
How you's gon' hate wit a stack of mill? ***k them *****z
Girl get loose and pop the pill, ***k them *****z
You my down wit a ***** a feel, ***k them *****z

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

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

Yeah, ***k them *****z
Yeah, yeah, ***k them *****z
Say ***k them *****z, ***k them *****z
Say ***k them *****z, ***k them *****z

These *****z wanna hate? ***k them *****z
These *****z wanna mug, ***k them *****z
Wanna run up on a thug? ***k them *****z
I'm a pump them a slug, ***k them *****z
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