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Fight, fight, fight
It's about to be some shit nigga we here now
We's about to whoop some ass nigga we here now
I done cliqued up wit my hood nigga we here now
We gon' fight up in this bitch, we gon' fight up in this bitchSwang a fist at ya bitch and I swear I'm crackin' jaws
When I'm high and I'm lit aw to hell wit them laws
I ain't givin' a got damn you got beef then I'm launchin'
In tha streets them bullets in tha club bitch I'm punchin'Muhafuckas lights out cave a suckas skull in
Niggas in here mad but they betta tuck they mugs in
Boys run they mouth and eat up more shit than a goat
Represent tha south and knock ya gold grill down ya throatLiquor and dat white pump ya up like ya Hercules
I'ma be polite you get wrong we gon beat ya please
Don't you be excused Mr. Bennett I'ma put you in it
You came wit them dudes y'all done started but we gonna finishFuckin' off wit lames in this club fuckin' night off
You got ugly on ya face we gon' beat it right off
Overheard a nigga sayin' that he wanna jack me
I ain't worried about it 'cause this tone s gonna back meFight, fight, fight
It's about to be some shit nigga we here now

We's about to whoop some ass nigga we here now
I done cliqued up wit my hood nigga we here now
We gon' fight up in this bitch, we gon' fight up in this bitchFight, fight, fight
It's about to be some shit nigga we here now
We's about to whoop some ass nigga we here now
I done cliqued up wit my hood nigga we here now
We gon' fight up in this bitch, we gon' fight up in this bitchWho tha buckest up in here, who tha buckest up in here?
My nigga my hood so you cowards betta fear
Mane you hoes don't wanna clown if you do we beat ya down
On you let bullets spray parkin' lot its going downStartin' shit pullin' niggas cards playin' goldfish
Bumpin' one of us and we gon whoop you like you our bitch
Pay attention muhfucka we clickin' like a gun
Mobbin' on you punk suckas mane this ain't one on one'Cause its more like ten on two eyes red marijuana
He put up a fight so we gon beat him in a coma
Nigga constantly beckin' so he caught some of this drama
Just a few days lata pine box to his mamaA Moet bottle is a nice lil head jamma
Slap you in ya dome bust yo shit like a sledgehammer
Ramma jamma we is doin damage to a busta
Give a damn-a who'll violate you muthafuckasFight, fight, fight
It's about to be some shit nigga we here now
We's about to whoop some ass nigga we here now
I done cliqued up wit my hood nigga we here now
We gon' fight up in this bitch, we gon' fight up in this bitchFight, fight, fight
It's about to be some shit nigga we here now
We's about to whoop some ass nigga we here now
I done cliqued up wit my hood nigga we here now
We gon' fight up in this bitch, we gon' fight up in this bitchYou can step right on up we layin' smack down
Now we don't give a fuck 'cause we gon' crackdown
On you hoes who'll suck and ridin' niggas nuts
Playas all in tha club and chargin' these slutsNiggas don't wanna buck that ain't what ya need
Beat his ass to a pulp and took all his weed
Pocketknife you get stuck jailhouse Pop-a-lar
In ya back in ya guts on ya head droppin' yaSwellin' eyes bustin' lips just like Thunder dome
In da car extra clips you won't make it home
Treatin' you like a bitch 'cause that's what ya is
Cut blood out yo wig playa can you digPlastic surgery scalpin' like an engine
Don't be testin' me mane yo eye get blackened
Neva will miss a week I'ma keep it hood style
If ya down for ya street throw some bows get it wildFight, fight, fight
It's about to be some shit nigga we here now
We's about to whoop some ass nigga we here now
I done cliqued up wit my hood nigga we here now
We gon' fight up in this bitch, we gon' fight up in this bitchFight, fight, fight
It's about to be some shit nigga we here now
We's about to whoop some ass nigga we here now
I done cliqued up wit my hood nigga we here now
We gon' fight up in this bitch, we gon' fight up in this bitchI'ma whoop this bitch, why? 'Cause I don't like him
I'ma whoop this bitch, why? 'Cause I don't like him
I'ma whoop this bitch, why? 'Cause I don't like him
I'ma whoop this bitch, why? 'Cause I don't like himI'ma whoop this bitch, why? 'Cause I don't like him
I'ma whoop this bitch, why? 'Cause I don't like him
I'ma whoop this bitch, why? 'Cause I don't like him
I'ma whoop this bitch, why? 'Cause I don't like himFight
Fight
Fight
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Patrick Stephen Houston (better known as Project Pat) is an American rapper originating from Memphis, Tennessee. He is the elder brother of Juicy J, co-founder of the Three 6 Mafia.[1]

Although not an official member, he has collaborated with Three 6 Mafia and all of his albums have been produced by members of the group. His first recording appearances were on Three 6 Mafia releases from 1994. After serving time in prison on various charges in the mid-1990s, he released his first solo album, Ghetty Green in 1999.

Project Pat broke onto the mainstream scene after providing the hook for Three 6 Mafia's hit "Sippin' on Some Syrup" in 2000 and released his breakthrough album Mista Don't Play: Everythangs Workin' the next year. In 2001, he was arrested for parole violation after a pair of revolvers were discovered in his vehicle during a traffic stop. That March, he was sentenced to four years in prison on two counts of a felon in possession of a firearm. His third album Layin' Da Smack Down was released during Pat's incarceration.[1]

After his release from federal prison in 2005, he released Crook by da Book: The Fed Story, followed the next year by Walkin' Bank Roll. He has made frequent public appearances with Three Six Mafia in recent years including at the Academy Award and on their short-lived reality show Adventures in Hollyhood.

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