[Intro: Pastor Troy]
(Hahaha) Yo, yo (Bone Crusher)
Ya'll know what time it is (Yeah n***a)
This your boy Pastor Troy
Check it out, I'm a tell ya'll
David Banner!
Mississippi to Atlanta n***a
Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on

[Chorus: Pastor Troy & David Banner]
These n***as wanna hate, fuck them n***as
These n***as wanna mug, fuck them n***as
Wanna run up on a thug? Fuck them n***as
I'm a pump them a slug, fuck them n***as
These n***as wanna hate? Fuck them n***as
These n***as wanna mug? Fuck them n***as
Wanna run up on a thug? Fuck them n***as
I'm a pump them a slug, fuck them n***as
These n***as wanna hate? Fuck them n***as
These n***as wanna mug? Fuck them n***as
Wanna run up on a thug? Fuck them n***as
I'm a pump them a slug, fuck them n***as
These n***as wanna hate? Fuck them n***as
These n***as wanna mug? Fuck them n***as
Wanna run up on a thug? Fuck them n***as
I'm a pump them a slug, fuck them n***as
[Verse 1: Pastor Troy]
My mind on money (Uh-huh), what the hell you thinking bout?
The cars, the broads, the stocks, the house (Uh-huh)
To find my mouth, I'm spitting flames wit Banner (Come on)
Mississippi putting it down wit Atlanta (Okay)
No cameras, bitch this ain't no camera trick (Come on)
Ain't no stunt man needed, bitch you best to believe it
Some n***as say I'm conceded, I say you God damn right
Them same motherfucking n***as gon' get robbed tonight
You wanna pick up the fight? I wanna crank up the war (Come on)
These n***as taking me light, how you gon' take the .44?
I ain't no ho my n***a, so don't you tamp-on me
Leave ya R.I.P., bitch this DSGP (Come on)
You see the horns on my head? (Come on), n***a you know I'm the devil (Come on)
And I pack heavy metal, what the fuck you gon' settle?
Bitch you better settle down I'm a real ass n***a
I'm strictly bout my scrilla, motherfuck them n***as

[Chorus: Pastor Troy & David Banner]
These n***as wanna hate, fuck them n***as
These n***as wanna mug, fuck them n***as
Wanna run up on a thug? Fuck them n***as
I'm a pump them a slug, fuck them n***as
These n***as wanna hate? Fuck them n***as
These n***as wanna mug? Fuck them n***as
Wanna run up on a thug? Fuck them n***as
I'm a pump them a slug, fuck them n***as
These n***as wanna hate? Fuck them n***as
These n***as wanna mug? Fuck them n***as
Wanna run up on a thug? Fuck them n***as
I'm a pump them a slug, fuck them n***as
These n***as wanna hate? Fuck them n***as
These n***as wanna mug? Fuck them n***as
Wanna run up on a thug? Fuck them n***as
I'm a pump them a slug, fuck them n***as
[Verse 2: David Banner]
Hush lil' balla, gangsta cap peela
Who I be? This Mississippi trill n***a!
Fuck a hater bitch, suck a dick
I'm down to take 9 wit a thirty something clip
And bust it on a bitch, to me it ain't shit
I ain't did nothing but praise God and my clip
So come to Mississippi and we taking yo hoes, pick in yo dome
Boom, hoes and clothes wit black .44s and Calico's (Oh)
Give a fuck what a bitch n***a know, you know this
You getting stuck like Al Green and a bitch wit some hot grits
Tell em Yankees this a new day
Ya'll gon' speak about Mississippi in a new way
I got some peelas in Atlanta holla "You wait!"
And spelling bread raw backwards in yo two way, all life

[Chorus: Pastor Troy & David Banner]
These n***as wanna hate, fuck them n***as
These n***as wanna mug, fuck them n***as
Wanna run up on a thug? Fuck them n***as
I'm a pump them a slug, fuck them n***as
These n***as wanna hate? Fuck them n***as
These n***as wanna mug? Fuck them n***as
Wanna run up on a thug? Fuck them n***as
I'm a pump them a slug, fuck them n***as
These n***as wanna hate? Fuck them n***as
These n***as wanna mug? Fuck them n***as
Wanna run up on a thug? Fuck them n***as
I'm a pump them a slug, fuck them n***as
These n***as wanna hate? Fuck them n***as
These n***as wanna mug? Fuck them n***as
Wanna run up on a thug? Fuck them n***as
I'm a pump them a slug, fuck them n***as
[Bridge 1: David Banner]
Now put yo bangers up
Now put yo fingers up
Now put yo fingers up
Now put yo fingers up (Come on, come on)

[Verse 3: David Banner & Pastor Troy]
Police wanna stop the trill (Fuck them n***as)
Wanna ride in the chromie grill (Fuck them n***as, uh-huh)
I'm a bust the blue steel (Fuck them n***as)
How you's gon' hate wit a stack of mill? (Fuck them n***as)
Girl get loose and pop the pill (Fuck them n***as)
You my down wit a bitch a feel [?] (Fuck them n***as, uh-huh)
Get loose, get neck, or get high tonight
Tell em thugs get ya boys we gon ride tonight (Come on)
If I die tonight, man fuck em all good
Cause I left this bitch quiver left (Come on)
And would ride man choo
What this ho really wan' do? Fuck or suck the stick
Like ooh, don't fuck me naw n***a, I'll fuck you
Two, three in your face till you're blue - black
Would you fuck her wit a jack top man? (Uh-huh)
I'll shoot ya in your back like blat blat blat

[Bridge 2: David Banner & Pastor Troy]
Yeah (Fuck them n***as, come on)
Yeah, yeah (Fuck them n***as, come on)
Say fuck them n***as (Fuck them n***as, come on)
Say fuck them n***as (Fuck them n***as)

[Chorus: Pastor Troy & David Banner]
These n***as wanna hate, fuck them n***as
These n***as wanna mug, fuck them n***as
Wanna run up on a thug? Fuck them n***as
I'm a pump them a slug, fuck them n***as
These n***as wanna hate? Fuck them n***as
These n***as wanna mug? Fuck them n***as
Wanna run up on a thug? Fuck them n***as
I'm a pump them a slug, fuck them n***as
These n***as wanna hate? Fuck them n***as
These n***as wanna mug? Fuck them n***as
Wanna run up on a thug? Fuck them n***as
I'm a pump them a slug, fuck them n***as
These n***as wanna hate? Fuck them n***as
These n***as wanna mug? Fuck them n***as
Wanna run up on a thug? Fuck them n***as
I'm a pump them a slug, fuck them n***as