Done It Now

Oh y'all niggas done fucked up now! I ain't playin' wit' ya, patna All bets is off, the truce is over, fuck the world! I'm ready to die right here, nigga (This shit fucked up, nigga) This shit ain't even funny no more, patna! (Verse 1: T.I.) You can see me cautious 'fore you see this Carbon 15, watch it I'll squeeze, just throw it up and keep coughin' I'mma bring it out I promise they don't see it often 100 round bullets you can take the beam off it The powder give you power while you gettin' geeked off it 'Til you 6 feet deep dead sleepin' in a coffin I ain't playin' with these niggas fuck 'em, let 'em keep talkin Bet they patnas need suits after they bodies need chalkin' Now you the raw Separate the realest from the soft and you the flawed I probably wouldn't a believed it 'til I saw it Them niggas think they flossin' tell 'em step into my office I'm feelin' standoffish homes, you better back off it Bust that boulder on your shoulder, I'mma blow the back off it Drop you off the bridge in Florida feed you to the dolphins Cop 100 bricks in Georgia drive 'em to the office And if I bag 'em up in ounces better get a mil' off it Trippin' off some bullshit you better chill off it Tryin to beef and start some bullshit to get a deal off it Niggas gon' be killed off and they mamas out here lost it And now they mothafuckin' life it's gonna cost 'em, nigga Chorus: (2X) You done done it now Run up on him spray 100 rounds Gun 'em down Why these pussy niggas runnin round? Hunt 'em down I want them niggas dead I want they head I want it now I'mma put you in the ground, nigga (Verse 2: T.I.) You bearin' witness to the latest and the greatest You should listen to the latest cause them sucka niggas hatin' Hands down best, shit, the realest ever made it Land in a jet, Tre'mel, we done named it Ride in Ferraris, drops, Bentleys and Mercedes They envy the nigga's swagger Would die for the nigga, playa Yeah they gettin' mad but I don't wanna do favours Nigga I'm too major Talk to you later Already hated you and gettin' more paper Now how you think they take it he the best on paper Gracin' the front pages? Pay attention to the latest You ain't heard the word? Better listen to the ladies King of the whole thing, no ifs, no maybes But the game so crazy Niggas is so shady Tryin' to play fair niggas think its so crazy That's when the arm raise and the guns gon' blazin' Cajun, sizzlin' hot it gone crazy Playin' hard ball you diggin' yo own grave and If the police get you 'fore me it's O.K We gon' have a nigga fuckin' you in the prison wit' AIDS Chorus: (2X) You done done it now Run up on him spray 100 rounds Gun 'em down Why these pussy niggas runnin round? Hunt 'em down I want them niggas dead I want they head I want it now I'mma put you in the ground, nigga (Verse 3: Lil' Wayne') I'm a bullet past cuckoo And I be wit' a bunch of dogs, no goof troop And I'm the shit I stay away from the poop scoop Fuck wit' me I turn you to angels like Snoop Snoop You catch shots like the hoop do The bullets spin you around and hula hoop you And I don't give a damn who you See all you hear is "Brrrap! Brrrap!" and "Su-whoop!" Do you Know what I do t'you Or what I'd do to the child you grew I'm wild, so zoo, like I'm Japanese If niggas wanna jump they fuckin' with the trampoline And when the block hot I come through like mezzanine The fireman, bitch, I smell like gasoline I got somethin' on the flo' that would blow you to smithereens Head, arms, feet, brains, heart, liver, spleen Bitch I'm clean In the city where niggas be droppin' like Fonzie Wake your ass up, bitch, nigga you not dreamin' Pussy-ass boy die screamin' Chorus: (2X) You done done it now Run up on him spray 100 rounds Gun 'em down Why these pussy niggas runnin round? Hunt 'em down I want them niggas dead I want they head I want it now I'mma put you in the ground, nigga