Lirama

Yeah, dmx
Straight out of atl
Ya' mean
We got yung wun, chopping that thing baby,
Once again, swiss beats, full surface,

Bounce, bounce
When I'm drunk in the club, I might just start some shit,
Block party in the hood, I might just start some shit,
Underground downtown, I might just start some shit,
Gimme the keys to the city, I'ma lock this bitch,
They ain't gonna take me alive and you can bet that,
Hit 'em where the chest at,
Hit 'em where the neck at,
Show me where the rest at,
They in the same building livin' like a mess pack,
From my eyes from where the deck at
Bet that, shorty,
U and me gonna ride over to the other side,
It's time these motherfuckers die,
First make a prank call and get the kids out the house,
I ain't tryin' to kill no kids, I'ma turn their lights out

refrain:
Aaaahhh, tear it up, let me see you tear it up
All across the board we gonna tear it up,
We gonna bounce it till the beat cut off,
We gonna rock this motherfucker till the wheels fall off
(2x)

Mississippi motherfucker, pop a dick in your mouth
Southside till I die, smoking dro in the drop
I make a bitch gimme money then I'm kicking her out
I spit game to your wife, then we robbing your house
Y'all niggers love that way that we gripping the grain
If you got it and I want it, I ain't calling your name
Just lay it down, fuck boy, like I'm balling
You get your chest in your lap if you fucking with me

refrain

You might catch me at the rose bowl game
In a 4-door range
With a rose gold chain
Wrapped around my neck
Or I might be flashing in a white g-wagon
With my arm out the window, gripping a tech
Dog, get it right, I got Houston on lock
I kit it right, I switch the lights every time I buy a drop
Homey, you got swiss on the beat
I gotta come with tha heat
It's david banner, yung wun, and f-l-I-p

refrain