Mammas House - Screwed & Chopped
(feat. Frekzanatcha)
One of the most phenominal feats of all time
Frekaznatcha, Alabama, Mississippi, David Banner hoe
(Hook - David Banner) (Repeat 2x)
Lets take this shit to his mamas house, his mamas house
Lets take this shit to his mamas house, his mamas house
Pull that bitch out in the yard, slap that hoe in the face
Pull that bitch out in the yard, slap that hoe in the face
(Verse 1 - David Banner)
Hoe I aint got respect, Im comin straight to ya crib
Drag you out in the yard, run a shank through ya ribs
I said boy, dirty, dirty boy
What you think that these bullets and guns is made for?
Bustin on a bitch, ditches is where it lye
Bullets fly through the air, tell them crackers to die
Im the trillest, clack-up, peel-it
Dumpin slugs til you feel us
Banner, Frekaznatcha, ridin until you kill us
Fuck it and if we die tell mama never to cry
Im comin back like Jason, bumpin that 'Playa Fly'
Higher than a bitch, gone off that dro
Yeah Im dead though, but patnah no I aint no hoe
(Hook)
(Bridge - Frekaznatcha)
Keep my name out ya mouth, keep my name out ya mouth
Fo we run up in yo house, fo we run up in yo house
(Repeat 2x)
( Verse 2 - Frekaznatcha)
So you claimin that you head bustin
Come and feel these leads thrustin
Me and my niggaz aint scared of nuthin
Wanna see some red rushin
Mississippi burnin this
Alabama turnin this
Together we got that fire bitch
Biggin up we ride bitch
Bet ya you wont step outside trick
Come step outside trick
You dont wanna collide with
My crew, we ride bitch
Sicker than a motherfucker
Crazy like them terrorist fuckas
When we hit yo block you duck us
When we hit yo block its ruwkus
(Hook)
(Frekaznatcha - Talking)
At yo mamas house nigga
Muthafucka ... Goddamn ... Weak Bitch
At yo mamas house nigga
Muthafucka ... Goddamn ... Weak Bitch
(David Banner)
Grab that hoe by the hair, throw that nigga in the yard
Then ya stomp that ass out, screamin 'Bitch you aint hard'
Grab that hoe by the hair, throw that nigga in the yard
Then ya stomp that ass out, screamin 'Bitch you aint hard'
I dont wanna be a thug, but fuck around in the club
Im knockin yo ass out, then dancin off in yo blood
Tell ya mama that Im sorry, but yo ass gotta go
Might bring yo ass out, or Im kickin in ya dough
(Hook)