What the F*** - Lil Scrappy, Michael "5000" Watts

What the fuck iz goin on He keep on eyein me What the fuck iz goin on He keep on tryin me fuck the bullshit beat dat ass to the floe

he twistin now he shakin like a god damn hoe

don’t run they goin to bak me, now hes tryin to attack me juzt blow your brain cells from ur head I be clappin

now I buck all day, I buck all nite

damn rite I beat your ass in a god damn fite

don’t stand so close, get your damn nose broke

tryn to give me doubt when you see bitch you aint my folk

you be tryn me, im a thugged out g imma switch you sideways imma charge a post up fee

thug straight trappin, till I get rich off this rappin

I aint got no friends got watch whos heads I be clappin

Flippin and flappin at the mouth ya its off the chain

Flippin it on them real bitches just to get brain

What the fuck is you tryn me foe

I aint no bitch, I aint no lame hoe

What the fuck iz goin on He keep on eyein me What the fuck iz goin on He keep on tryin me What the fuck is goin on I beat the fuck out your ass and bring your bitch ass home

Im a young thug nigga I aint no fuckin joke

If I aint no lame bitch then what the fuck you eyein foe

Talking all that shit bitch take it outside

Pop you about 3 times make you turn clockwise

I aint playin I done bein trife, damn they done took a life

Used to call me chicken cause I used to stab a man with a knife

My life, tatted on my neck, so you best respect

We thug stylin BME, leavin bitch niggas wet

im goin to pit stop

My brains in nerve lose

I carry my own cross

But still you get tossed

And last but not least, quit tryn me You aint got no business mothafukin eyein me What the fuck iz goin on He keep on eyein me What the fuck iz goin on He keep on tryin me Haters dress to impress, but dey missd the spot

It takes chest to distress the longevity pot

But I got a 380 waitin so keep your eyes up on me

Keep your eyes off my dick and get your own damn money

You silly mothafucka you’ll get your head slit wide open

I do it in the street and leave your neighborhood smoking

And they hope in, that the mothafuckin war is ova

These lyrics soul reverse them, click clack and break your shoulder

Im rollin from the south side of the A If you keep lookin imma bust your ass in your face

I aint goin to play imma just make an example

All that unloyal shit will get your bitch ass tapered

When I cock back my pistols gonna sound like bam

Get your ass so hard the fuckin crowd say damn

You just got knocked the fuck out

That’s the way we do niggas that’s eyein in da south

What the fuck iz goin on He keep on eyein me What the fuck iz goin on He keep on tryin me