Fighting Words [Unfinished]

[Hook: T.I.] What you talkin' 'bout, ho? Who you talkin' to, nigga? What you talkin' 'bout, ho? Who you talkin' to, nigga? Bitch nigga Punk ho, punk ho Bitch nigga, Bitch nigga Punk ho, punk ho Bitch nigga What you talkin' 'bout, ho? Who you talkin' to, nigga? What you talkin' 'bout, ho? Who you talkin' to, nigga? Bitch nigga Punk ho, punk ho Bitch nigga, Bitch nigga Punk ho, punk ho Say, you don't like me, nigga? Hit me in my face then Got problem? When you see me nigga, say it then Bitch nigga Punk ho, punk ho Bitch nigga, Bitch nigga Punk ho, punk ho Fighting Words! [Verse 1: T.I.] I'm a young nigga in an old school I got new money and an old 'tude O.G.'s salute when I roll through Fuck niggas ain't beef, they tofu I'm so cool, got a crew of ho's In nobu eating sushi rolls Right after that, we headed back To the condo where they eat kuchi hole I'm stupid ho. Run through the ho You dream about it, I do it, ho Ass fat, face beautiful Throw 'em a sack of twenties They good to go Niggas don't fear me, they should though And they can't hear me, they would though If they was up on my plateau, but I'm wacko Bet that ho [Hook: T.I.] What you talking bout ho Who you talking to, nigga What you talking bout ho Who you talking to, nigga Bitch nigga, pump ho, pump ho Bitch nigga, pump ho, pump ho What you talking bout ho Who you talking to, nigga What you talking bout ho Who you talking to, nigga Bitch nigga, pump ho, pump ho Bitch nigga, pump ho, pump ho You don’t like me nigga hit me in my face then Got a problem when you see me nigga, say it then Bitch nigga, pump ho, pump ho Bitch nigga, pump ho, pump ho [Verse 2: Juicy J] Got a rocket in the club and ain’t afraid to pop it Nigga run your lips I put that barrel to your sockets Haters out here hating cause that flexing never stopping Keep that blue dream in my bomb and the hash for the toppings That niggas all stay on me, so homie don’t play with me I keep them bills, I keep that lean, I keep a ak with me A real street nigga, catch me in the streets nigga Got something to hit your chest hard And I ain’t talking liquor Don’t need no nigga fuck rapping Nigga talk that shit I’m blasting That .44 to your face bitch, it’s gonna be a closed casket Your whole life is a storyline You ain’t gangsters, you niggas lie Make massacres like the valentine Turn this club into the columbine [Hook:T.I.] [Verse 3:Trae Tha Truth] Get the fuck out in this building Ass hole, fuck what you feeling Feel the 48 my wrist cause I’m killing Pety nigga run they mouth and I’m stealing Then I hurry a couple of niggas feel it When I jump out the ...but no ceiling With a bitch in the back on that fuck shit I beat it up you can tell it wouldn’t heal it You don’t like me, what the fuck is you talking You can ...bitch it’s whatever I don’t give a fuck you won’t get it together ...motherfucker like I was sipping All on a nigga ass like a nigga who tripping ...get this cake Get the whole pot and get out the fuck my way ... got a couple niggas that will...bitch I got you