Lyrics

[Chorus: Bubba Sparxxx] I ain't never scared, well maybe just a little bit Cause I ain't trying to die tonight about no foolish shit But you better squeeze it dog if you pull the shit You better handle it and pray your aim is accurate I ain't never scared, well maybe just a little bit Cause I ain't trying to die tonight about no foolish shit But you better squeeze it dog if you pull the shit (You better motherfucker) You better handle it and pray your aim is accurate [Verse 1: Bubba Sparxxx] Everybody's so fucking tough on these rap songs Everybody from the hood is used to get their trap on Well, somebody's lying, I promise you Ran 'em through the Macintosh You ain't even have a block Talking bout half a block Boy you sounding real retarded Wasn't no dope until you started writing so creatively Telling folks the truth means I'm hating that I'm hating But it ain't nothing glorious than misleading your audience When birds fly, mamas cry, people die They get put behind the fence and ain't nobody seen them since And it ain't no such thing as gunplay I don't play that way But if you do You done had a bad day Back way in the day I guess they used to duke it out But this the new South and now they putting tools out Be prepared to do everything you said you'd do And if you pull that rachet out then you better let it loose [Chorus: Bubba Sparxxx] I ain't never scared, well maybe just a little bit Cause I ain't trying to die tonight about no foolish shit But you better squeeze it dog if you pull the shit You better handle it and pray your aim is accurate I ain't never scared, well maybe just a little bit Cause I ain't trying to die tonight about no foolish shit But you better squeeze it dog if you pull the shit You better handle it and pray your aim is accurate [Verse 2: Sunny V] It's a green light on you, tell locusts to go In the back of the truck, 100k worth of blow Getting 10 just to show I'ma make my dough Got your bitch on the blade Treat her just like a hoe Acting like you don't know, how Sunny come down Got your face painted up, red nose, straight clown Put the gun down, cause you ain't gon' do shit But kill yourself hoe 'Cause we real, bout this blue shit 40 cal stay cocked, posted up on the block I'm the spokesperson for my niggas stuck selling rocks Don't you see the poons 'cuz The damage that a bottle does Suckin' on my dick in VIP is where your model was Committed gang life, I'm tellin' you, you don't want none M-40 bitch strapped up with devil's storm guns Great life I live, it's over if I'm on one Hundred motherfuckers gon' move, I'm bustin' one gun [Chorus: Bubba Sparxxx] I ain't never scared, well maybe just a little bit Cause I ain't trying to die tonight about no foolish shit But you better squeeze it dog if you pull the shit You better handle it and pray your aim is accurate I ain't never scared, well maybe just a little bit Cause I ain't trying to die tonight about no foolish shit But you better squeeze it dog if you pull the shit You better handle it and pray your aim is accurate [Verse 3: Additude] I just wanna smoke some dro, I just wanna drank I just wanna fuck some hoes, what you think I can't? You strapped, man, I'm strapped too what you think I ain't? Fix your face 'for I catch a case, I don't know what you think We got bitches on Patron and that Remy in the field Semis with the extended clips in the field I burn out on them hoes, I got the hemi in the wheel They hatin' cause I got they bitch with me in the wheel Besides good head, she don't give me any lip You can't trust a hoe, especially when you're rich That's the description that I fit A lot of niggas pissed, so it's only right I shit on em Hit the club, pay the bar, post up like a pimp on em They know that I'm getting money, they say, look at the wrist on em Who you gon' rob, nigga? That's what they're committed to Got a problem, I spend a little money to get rid of you [Chorus: Bubba Sparxxx] I ain't never scared, well maybe just a little bit Cause I ain't trying to die tonight about no foolish shit But you better squeeze it dog if you pull the shit You better handle it and pray your aim is accurate I ain't never scared, well maybe just a little bit Cause I ain't trying to die tonight about no foolish shit But you better squeeze it dog if you pull the shit You better handle it and pray your aim is accurate