That's What You Get

[Verse 1] It's an hot summer day in the LBC It's me the H-E-L-D-A-N to the Z Straight flipping the script on the strip So come equip with your nine and your extra clip So every single day in my hood it's on Now how would you feel with neenter to your dome, you gone For fucking with them bg's, fucking with the small guys Now you got black eyes and your punk ass realize That you can't fuck with us little niggas no more We going looney, crazy, loco, and year nine fezzo And yo, how would you feel if your cap got peeled By an looney b.g and hard is steel, so chill For an second while I wrecked on this track And um, you don't want to see me when I flip So don't be fucking with little niggas, we ain't to be fucked with [Lil 1/2 Dead Hook 4x] That's what you get That's what you get [Verse 2] Now just the other day a fool tried to trip He ran up in my face, so banked him in his lip I had to show him that I was small, but I was an hog He ran up in my face again, I broke his fucking jaw yall He hit the mother fucking ground And the whole pound gather all around and put the mother fucking stomp down How do you feel punk nigga Im standing over you with my finger on the trigga Figure that you crazy you jump up and get smoke like an joint And half dead will straight prove his point To an nigga, a bitch, or an snitch, leave an mother fucking stitch In the bottom of an ditch, if he switch Up on an nigga from the L-O-N-G B-E-A-C-H I make you in the gate, while my skills elevate And when you hit it, you better hit quick And don't be fucking with us little niggas, we ain't to be fucked with [Lil 1/2 Hook 4x] [Lil 1/2 Dead] This song goes out the to all you big niggas And trying to punk us little niggas We ain't going out like that no more This is nine fezzo you know big baby [Verse 3] Well the eastside of LBC takes no slake If you fuck with an nigga you will get put on your back So I advise you to ride eyes wide When you creeping, crawling, to the motha fucking Eastside If an nigga catch you slipping, he will have your hand So listen up close to this nigga half dead And I'm telling you this from experience Now in 1994' all these big niggas is fearing us Looney ass nigga from the LBC Now these days none of you niggas can't fuck with me, see And if you really wanted to trip I would leave seven-teen stitches in your upper lip To let you know that I got it going on Cause I can kick this funky shit like all night long And when I do it, I do it quick And don't fuck with us little niggas, we ain't to be fucked with [Lil 1/2 Dead Hook 4x]