Fight Night

Lyrics

[Chorus: Slim Dunkin] Squad, squad, squad Give a fuck about shit but my motherfucking niggas Click full of pits, orangutans and gorillas Run up if you want, ain't nothing sweet but the Swishers Itchy trigger finger, keep my hand on the pistol Fight, fight, nigga, shoot something [Verse 1: Slim Dunkin] Doing too much, standing too close Talking too loud, nigga, night night One hitter quitter, flatline, nigga Turned this bitch to a motherfucking fight night Try it in the club, ride in the club Man down 'cause there's shots fired in the club Fighting over here, shooting over there Bitches pulling hair, niggas throwing chairs All my niggas head first, nosedive Flexing in my own lane, roadside Nigga .23 is back, .45 On my bullshit, wreck crew, don't try it Bitch, I'm going cannon Free my nigga Cannon Nigga run up wrong, leave him laying where he's standing It's Mr. Two Cups, I give two fucks If you ain't scared, why the fuck you got your jewels tucked? Dunk [Chorus: Slim Dunkin] Squad, squad, squad Give a fuck about shit but my motherfucking niggas Click full of pits, orangutans and gorillas Run up if you want, ain't nothing sweet but the Swishers Itchy trigger finger, keep my hand on the pistol Fight, fight, nigga, shoot something [Verse 2: Derez De'Shon] You either with me or against me now, cool or on my hitlist now Keep my circle tight 'cause most these niggas bitches now Wrong one to play with, go on 'head and try me One shot, split a nigga's shit like a Siamese Ambulance picked him up, I'm shooting at the siren Flatline a nigga, then go home and blow some Irene MapQuest, yeah, I know where you live and where your kids nap Fuck around with Slim Dunkin, D-Bo get you kidnapped [Chorus: Slim Dunkin] Squad, squad, squad Give a fuck about shit but my motherfucking niggas Click full of pits, orangutans and gorillas Run up if you want, ain't nothing sweet but the Swishers Itchy trigger finger, keep my hand on the pistol Fight, fight, nigga, shoot something [Verse 3: Wooh da Kid] Who wants some? He wants some? I ain't really come to fight, I'm trying to fuck something I ain't really try to hit, I'ma bust something First nigga act up, I'ma rush something Pull a midget out the bag, smoke something One swing, all swing, jump something Wooh da Kid my name, want something? Still trying to be a player, crush something Hold on, Wooh da King, I am the best His flow stuck in one spot, it's on house arrest Paralyzed punch when I'm at my best Have your ass singing through a wire like Kanye West [Chorus: Slim Dunkin] Squad, squad, squad Give a fuck about shit but my motherfucking niggas Click full of pits, orangutans and gorillas Run up if you want, ain't nothing sweet but the Swishers Itchy trigger finger, keep my hand on the pistol Fight, fight, nigga, shoot something [Verse 4: Lil Capp] I gives a fuck about shit but my motherfucking niggas Money ain't the issue, fuck with us, they gon' miss you Shoot your block up, light it up like Christmas Now your homeboy pouring out their damn liquor Slim and Wooh, them my dogs, fuck with them, I'll Mike Vick you It's all bite, no bark, I hope you get the picture We could shoot something, we could fight, nigga It don't matter, we could do it all night, nigga 'Round here, we smash on site, nigga Shooters on the roof, fuck around and get sniped, nigga [Chorus: Slim Dunkin] Squad, squad, squad Give a fuck about shit but my motherfucking niggas Click full of pits, orangutans and gorillas Run up if you want, ain't nothing sweet but the Swishers Itchy trigger finger, keep my hand on the pistol Fight, fight, nigga, shoot something