[Chorus: x2]
We Ain't Out Here Claimin' Killa But We Will Crack A Head (Crack A ^!$$% Head, Crack A ^!$$% Head)
And One Of Ya'll Suckas Wanna Get Some Of These (Crack A ^!$$% Head, Crack A ^!$$% Head)


[Verse 1:]
I'm Throwing Project Hood Haymakers In The Club On The Block

Swangin' Til You Fall Then I Stomp You With My Reeboks
Haters Used To Laugh When I Was Poor Well Chuckle This
Nothing But Very Chaps Lips Tasting Knuckle Fist

Buckle This Up In Your Mind When You Was Looking Mean
Hit Him In His Face Eyes Roll Like A Slot Machine
All Up In The Club ^!$$% Talkin Caught One In The Throat

Fist To His Windpipe That Was All That She Wrote
Hate To See It Happen But Believe Me That It Will
Violators Doggin Blood Is Gonna Spill

You Gonna Get Some Act Right Reachin For My Hen' Bottle Slap You In Your Dome It Will Send You Right Into Tomorrow

[Chorus: x2]

We Ain't Out Here Claimin' Killa But We Will Crack A Head (Crack A ^!$$% Head, Crack A ^!$$% Head)
And One Of Ya'll Suckas Wanna Get Some Of These (Crack A ^!$$% Head, Crack A ^!$$% Head)


[Verse 2:]
You Young Punks Need To Walk Off In Silence
Bump Into Me And Experience Some Of This Violence

Im Raising Chairs Up And Send Your Head Up Into The Cushion
Some ^!$$% Diss North Memphis So We Had To Rush Him
Talk All That Noise But You Boys Are Some Trillillas

You Shall Get Beat Down Clown By Gorillillas
Street Raised With Some Knuckle Punch Skillillas
Dont Be Amazed Saying "Whatcha Gonna Do To Us?"

Cuz We Aint Takin Threats Layin Bets On Who We Whooppin'
If He Got Big With One All Of Us Gonna Whoop Him
Ya Gal Chose So We Man Up Like Game Time

Over A Broad You's About To Get Flatlined

[Chorus: x2]

We Ain't Out Here Claimin' Killa But We Will Crack A Head (Crack A ^!$$% Head, Crack A ^!$$% Head)
And One Of Ya'll Suckas Wanna Get Some Of These (Crack A ^!$$% Head, Crack A ^!$$% Head)