Man Up

Lyrics

[Intro: Don P] EYYYYYYYYY! Yee, hehe (You don't wanna do that!) BME Click! It's like... Every motherfucker think they run this shit, right? Sell some motherfucking records first nigga (Eee eee, ayye!) Ayyye! It's that nigga Don P Trillville! BME Click! Yeeeeeeeeeah! [Hook: Don P & Lil Atlanta] All that, talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin' that shit Talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin' that shit (Yeah shawty) Talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin' that shit Talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin' that shit Man up motherfucker, man uuup! Man up motherfucker, man uuup! Man up motherfucker, man uuup! Man up motherfucker, man uuup! [Verse 1: Don P] Ayyye! Yeeeeeaahh! Aye! Now err'body wanna fuckin' have they own label Wouldn't on the first shit to bring to the table They in they own fantasy somethin' like a fable Handicap situations, all disabled I shut 'em down like a computer Cause ain't nobody fuckin' with the super producer Corleone, TrillTown representative "Fuck Don P!" Man some of y'all too sensitive *Gun noises* But you right - fuck me! But ain't nun' day you gon' touch me Talkin' 'bout: "Don P, why you buckin'? Man you need to chill out get to the money" I already got it! And I'm a trill nigga, I handle all my problems Besides, I'm all about respect I'm a man, before anybody checkin' [Hook: Don P & Lil Atlanta] All that, talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin' that shit Talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin' that shit (Yeah shawty) Talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin' that shit Talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin' that shit Man up motherfucker, man uuup! Man up motherfucker, man uuup! Man up motherfucker, man uuup! Man up motherfucker, man uuup! [Verse 2: Lil Atlanta] What you starin at? This ain't no free show You gon make me cock back, hit ya ass in the throat Don't wanna do dat, hear them thangs click-clack It goes in ya through the front, comes out through the back Come and make my night! Love to talk but hate to fight Once you a bitch, always a bitch, it don't go 'way ova night Man up motherfucker, man up! I told you once before, motherfucker stand up! Hey! [Hook: Don P & Lil Atlanta] All that, talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin' that shit Talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin' that shit (Yeah shawty) Talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin' that shit Talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin' that shit Man up motherfucker, man uuup! Man up motherfucker, man uuup! Man up motherfucker, man uuup! Man up motherfucker, man uuup! [Verse 3: Dirty Mouth] Now if you niggas keep playin', you gon' make a nigga tear a hole Right through yo chest, is yo flesh, I can see yo soul You don't wanna do that! I'mma hit you wit a bat Talkin' all that shit nigga and I'mma hit you with the gat 17 times out the barrel of my .45 Four plus five equals nine, goin' through your spine Sit your ass down ho! Make a move you gotta go Erase you off the map and beat your ass at your own show Ain't playin' no games with you lames when it comes to gangsta shit Throwin' up my middle finger, grabbin' on my own dick Niggas think they slick, take your pick, which one you want? Bullets flyin' through your house or goin' straight through your throat Make your ass choke with different strokes of my hand movements Say that you a G in these streets, man you gotta prove it Next time I see you talkin', talkin' shit I'mma rearrange your mouth and put your ass in a ditch, bitch! [Hook: Don P & Lil Atlanta] All that, talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin' that shit Talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin' that shit (Yeah shawty) Talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin' that shit Talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin' that shit Man up motherfucker, man uuup! Man up motherfucker, man uuup! Man up motherfucker, man uuup! Man up motherfucker, man uuup!