U Just A Punk (Ant Banks)

Yeah, c'mon, yeah Some of this ol' hype shit, you know what I'm saying? f**k with it, punk nigga, yeah Here we go with this ill shit, I knew I had to kick it Bout these punk ass niggas in the town thinking they wicked It's my time, thought I couldn't spit rhymes? Well my shit grinds, so kick back and watch me get mine You fake ass popping that shit but can't fade Talking about you're better, but nigga who's getting paid? So wake up, your wack ass is weak as f**k Raise up off my f**king nuts cause nigga your shit sucks Fake rapper with your fat-ass ego Boy you ain't moving shit in the E-A-S-T O Cause it's the city where the boys side, fool (Awwwwwwww shit!) Now you know what they riding to Straight funk from the Crew that's Dangerous And punk niggas like you can't hang with us So get your bitch ass back before you get smacked With the motherf**king rat-tat-tat-tat-tat Motherf**kers don't f**k around, with the big Banks from Oaktown Motherf**kers don't f**k around, or your punk ass will get beat down Yeah, it goes down in the motherf**king town of Oakland Try to clown and your ass gets smashed and smoked and A lotta niggas I know grew up straight marks Now they think they hard (Nigga what's up, you want some funk, what's happening boy?) Rolling with the crew, niggas deep as f**k But when the shit goes down, your ass gots to cut Punk nigga needs his ass kicked Show that noggin on my block and I'm a blast it Cause I done had it with the bullshit You tapping all that lip, you wanna scrap, you getting fooled, bitch Think you tough with the shit you talk Behind a nigga back, ain't setting it off You wanna go toe-to-toe come with it Oh I forgot, you just a punk, forget it Motherf**kers don't f**k around, with the big Banks from Oaktown Motherf**kers don't f**k around, or your punk ass will get beat down I know you jealous of my crew and that's funny as hell And all the hoes in the town know it's easy to tell Your bitch is creeping to my house on the late night Sucking on my dick like a motherf**king base pipe, yeah That's why I'm like breaking it down to ya The whole click is making their rounds, nigga Tramp slut with the big ol' butt Drinking gallons of nut, so boy you know what's up Stop fronting, and playing them bitch-ass games Before your ass gets smoked and I ain't playing no games Don't trip just because you know I'm talking to you And when my boys catch you slipping, your ass is through Cause I come from the crew that's Dangerous And punk niggas like you can't hang with us So get your bitch-ass back before you cold get Smacked with the motherf**king rat-tat-tat-tat-tat! Yeah, punk motherf**ker, know what I'm saying? Dangerous Crew in that motherf**king ass, nigga Motherf**kers don't f**k around, with the big Banks from Oaktown Motherf**kers don't f**k around, or your punk ass will get beat down