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    "Fight" Lyrics

    Project Pat


    Fight [x67]
    It's about to be some shit nigga we here now
    We's about to whoop some ass nigga we here now
    I done cliqued up wit my hood nigga we here now
    We gon' fight up in this bitch
    We gon' fight up in this bitch

    [Project Pat]
    Swang a fist at ya bitch and I swear I'm crackin jaws

    When I'm high and I'm lit aw to hell wit them laws
    I ain't givin a got damn you got beef then I'm launchin
    In tha streets them bullets in tha club bitch I'm punchin
    Muhafuckas lights out cave a suckas skull in
    Niggas in here mad but they betta tuck they mugs in
    Boys run they mouth and eat up more shit than a goat
    Represent tha south and knock ya gold grill down ya throat
    Liquor and dat white pump ya up like ya Hercules
    I'ma be polite you get wrong we gon beat ya please
    Don't you be excused Mr. Bennett I'ma put you in it
    You came wit them dudes yall done started but we gonna finish
    Fuckin off wit lames in this club fuckin night off
    You got ugly on ya face we gon' beat it right off
    Overheard a nigga sayin that he wanna jack me
    I ain't worried about it cause this tone s gonna back me

    [Chorus x2]

    [Project Pat]
    Who tha buckest up in here Who tha buckest up in here
    My nigga my hood so you cowards betta fear
    Mane you hoes don't wanna clown if you do we beat ya down
    On you let bullets spray parkin lot its going down
    Startin shit pullin niggas cards playin goldfish
    Bumpin one of us and we gon whoop you like you our bitch
    Pay attention muhfucka we clickin like a gun
    Mobbin on you punk suckas mane this ain't one on one
    Cause its more like ten on two eyes red marijuana
    He put up a fight so we gon beat him in a coma
    Nigga constantly beckin so he caught some of this drama
    Just a few days lata pine box to his mama
    A Moet bottle is a nice lil head jamma
    Slap you in ya dome bust yo shit like a sledgehammer
    Ramma jamma we is doin damage to a busta
    Give a damn-a who'll violate you muthafuckas

    [Chorus x2]

    [Project Pat]
    You can step right on up we layin smack down
    Now we don't give a fuck cause we gon' crackdown
    On you hoes who'll suck and ridin niggas nuts
    Playas all in tha club and chargin these sluts
    Niggas don't wanna buck that ain't what ya need
    Beat his ass to a pulp and took all his weed
    Pocketknife you get stuck jailhouse Pop-a-lar
    In ya back in ya guts on ya head droppin ya
    Swellin eyes bustin lips just like Thunderdome
    In da car extra clips you won't make it home
    Treatin you like a bitch cause that's what ya is
    Cut blood out yo wig playa can you dig
    Plastic surgery scalpin like an engine
    Don't be testin me mane yo eye get blackened
    Neva will miss a week I'ma keep it hood style
    If ya down for ya street throw some bows get it wild

    [Chorus x2]

    I'ma whoop this bitch (why) cause I don't like him [x8]
    Fight [repeated til end]
    This song was last modified on November 23rd, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC.
    Written by Jordan Houston, Patrick Houston, Paul Beauregard.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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