[Intro]   Ba ba ba baa ba ba baa   You pussy nigga finna make me kill one of y'all      [Chorus T.I.]   Ain�t a damn thang change   I still keep that thang   Right up under my shirt   Better tell them I ain�t playin   Because it�s all fun and games   Until somebody get hurt      Ain�t a damn thang change   I still keep that thang   Right up under my shirt   When I pull away hang and bang   Cause it all fun and games    Until somebody get hurt      You finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt   Boy you betta catch me first   You finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt   Boy you betta catch me first   You finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt   Boy you betta catch me first   You finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt   Boy you betta catch me first   (I hope you ready)      [Verse 1 T.I.]   A lot of pussy niggaz talk like broads love runnin� they mouth   That is 'til I run in they house   Put the gun in they mouth   Tell dem niggaz talk shit now   Next thing you know the gun go [BLATT]   I ain�t scared of the law, naw   I'm 'bout to go to war    What it is nigga win, lose, or draw   I never get caught murkin ya�ll   Cause it ain�t whatcha do (whatcha do?)   The question is who saw (saw)   An I�m way to raw (raw)   Catch me any day you want   You can think I'm a player if you want   But the facts that remain    If I got an AK and you don�t (you don't)   Well then playa you gone (bye)   Don�t get me wrong   Pussy nigga wanna kill me too (but where they at?)   But they jus' ain�t 'bout shit   Cause its very well known where I�m at   They can catch me in the booth right now   If it really like that   Naw, nigga let they hoe get 'em in the whole shit   The fo fo�s spit they holla "Oh shit"   Protectin her and you both hit   You betta check ya gun cause you be so sick   If the chopper leave you with no dick   Or A plastic bag holdin' yo' shit   Leave 6 in you, couple more in the bitch   And I don�t miss cause I�m focused   Nigga!      [Chorus]   Ain�t a damn thang change   I still keep that thang   Right up under my shirt   Better tell them I ain�t playin   Because it�s all fun and games   Until somebody get hurt      Ain�t a damn thang change   I still keep that thang   Right up under my shirt   When I pull away hang and bang   Cause it all fun and games   Until somebody get hurt      You finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt   Boy you betta catch me first   You finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt   Boy you betta catch me first   You finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt   Boy you betta catch me first   You finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt   Boy you betta catch me first      [Verse 2 Alfa Mega]   F**k niggas might talk loud, act real   But they don�t really want this here   Pussy niggas better act right, lay low   We know where yo' family live   Trust me you don�t want me up in yo' crib   Wit' a ski mask on duct taping your kids   You can pray all you want   But I don�t forgive   You shouldnt have been doin nuthin   But ya did what ya did   I ain�t gotta spell it out, pimp, you know what it is   I'll rest ya case to ya real   Man you know what it is   Plus I got a hundred goons wit' me   Dressed in black    Fifty at the front door, fifty at the back   Half got 'Ks, half got macs      Bring �em out, bring �em out   Show me where they at   We can do 'em right here   We can catch 'em in a trap   Run up on his 'lac put a hole in his hat   Put his brains on the dash and his thoughts in his lap   And dump fifty more in him and tell him to hold that    Lights out, no hasta manana, hasta la vista, sara nara, y tu   No tomorrow, no remorse, and no sorrow    And the next one of y'all niggas try me like that   I swear to god, man    I'm really gonna snap      [Chrous]   Ain�t a damn thang change   I still keep that thang   Right up under my shirt   Better tell them I ain�t playin   Because its all fun and games   Until somebody get hurt      Ain�t a damn thang change   I still keep that thang   Right up under my shirt   When I pull away hang and bang   Cause it all fun and games   Until somebody get hurt      You finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt   Boy you betta catch me first   You finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt   Boy you betta catch me first   You finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt   Boy you betta catch me first   You finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt   Boy you betta catch me first      [Verse 3 Busta Rhymes]   Right now I'mma give ya somethin' and make a nigga beg please   When a bullet whiz by   Probably feel a little breeze   Drop to yo knees   I can see the big barrel of the chrome flip   Double grip handle for the squeeze   I keep a couple of those for the niggas who talk shit   When I go to Jacob and I cop that brain   If he tried to see me    I'mma cop that thang   and I'mma pop that thang   And the shots gonna sting [really?]   The nigga 'bout to set the trunk wit me[and?]   For the most part the nigga stuck with me   I�d tell you something if you really was smart   And you knew better   People probably tell ya   Don�t f**k with me   Front if you want mutha f**ka    You can catch it   Smile on my face    Even if I got the rachet   Aah Pop off police pull me over    Believe I got a compartment   And I gotta stash it   Must I just remind ya niggas   When I come through    Know that I am a find ya'll niggas   Take two, break through    Bust so many shots    Gun powder probably blind ya�ll niggas now   Ok, lets go see you don�t really want to feel a mossberg blow (nah)    Clap up a nigga then I cap up a nigga   When I finish this shit'll turn it into an absurd show   Look, Listen, and you better observe yo,    The sizzle from the bullet that the glock burst slow (sss)   Shoulda probably tweaked you up just a little   And had your body leanin, lookin� like a quarter past four   Stay down better, (lay down) checkin for a nigga who can put yo body in the dirt (ooo)   I don�t play bitch   you really need to go the other way   You know I got it under my shirt.      [Chorus]   Ain�t a damn thang change   I still keep that thang   Right up under my shirt   Better tell them I ain�t playin   Because its all fun and games   Until somebody get hurt      Ain�t a damn thang change   I still keep that thang   Right up under my shirt   When I pull away hang and bang   Cause it all fun and games   Until somebody get hurt      You finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt   Boy you betta catch me first   You finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt   Boy you betta catch me first   You finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt   Boy you betta catch me first   You finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt   Boy you betta catch me first