[Chorus - repeat 2X]   We've had enough, of the what you coulda   The what you woulda, the what you shoulda done   To avoid the unbeatable, dodge the undefeatable two      We've had enough      [Verse One: Bubba Ray]   (Oh testify!) And we're prepared for war   Prepared for the toe to toe, so let's go   Prepared for the head to head, nuff said   We about to put these lil' punks to bed   One slap, kick-ass, {bitch} slap, four   These little punks ain't ready for war   These little {bitches} ain't ready to ride   And there's nowhere to run, nowhere to hide   Lights out, one tag, two tags, kaboom!   Let 'em feel the pain, don't count 'em out too soon   Let 'em hit the mat then pick 'em up on two   Suffer, pain, hurt, you're through   Over, done, body count tally   Last call move on 3-D finale   Told you all we comin, to settle the score   The talkin ends now, it's time for war      [Chorus] - 1/2      We've had enough      [Verse Two: D-Von]   (We can do this) Best say no more   We came here to settle the score, so let's go   Tonight all debts will be paid in full   All debts collected, wrong corrected   It's been enough talk, it's been enough threats   About which two man team is the best   So listen now, see us here now   Don't care who you are, you're all goin down   I'm fed up to here, don't doubt the will   Gonna do the job, gonna go for the kill   Drive to survive, best say goodbye   Hardcore rules apply (ha-ha ha ha)   So c'mon, c'mon, c'mon do you hear us?   C'mon, c'mon, c'mon are you with us?   Hands in the air if you feel us c'mon   Hands in the air if you feel us c'mon!      [Breakdown]   Uh, uh, what, uh   Uh.. what      [Verse Three]   Catch me any part of town, bling to the navel   Honies got they eye on the cable   I step like I walk like I don't care   I might screwface your whole place, I have no fear (uh)   I live amongst wolves, set up shop in the den   I'll never lose my jewels and have to cop it again   They don't know the hell I've seen   Where I've been, they'll never try me again   Louder than {ha ha}, twice as tough   And like New York City we ain't never givin up   A God given package, asked all women   Hard like steel, tougher than denim   There's no limit, to how I live it   No amount of pressure, can test my will   We're here to clean house, king of the hill!      [Verse Four]   All these other wrestlers think they can be like us   Tryin to take us down, with just one punch   Now they wonder why me and Bubba blowed 'em out   Next time, grown folks talkin (c'mon) close your mouth   Now you're lookin like New Jack, flabby and sick   Tryin to player hate on our {shit}, yo      [Chorus]      We've had enough      [Bubba] D-Von!   [D-Von] What?!   [Bubba] Get the tables!   [D-Von] Ha!      We've had enough