[Chorus: David Banner]
Throw your sets up, n***a rep to the death
Throw your sets up, n***a rep to the death
Throw your sets up, n***a rep to the death
Throw your sets up, n***a rep to the death
You ain't really thuggin, motherfucker get back
You ain't really thuggin, motherfucker get back
You ain't really thuggin, motherfucker get back
You ain't really thuggin, motherfucker get back

[Verse 1: David Banner]
Imma come through with bout 25 hoes
[?] bout 25 [?]
Y'all ain't really ready for a certified man
Motherfuckers know I [?] certified [?]
Bitch I'm a star, and a certified pimp
[?] in my mouth [?]
[?]
[?] over hoes [?]
Banner bitch, Banner bitch, y'all know me
Mississippi bitch, I'm a real OG
Hit [?] and the keys
[?] is on me
I ain't saving these hoes, you be preaching to Ma$e
[?] 4 or 5 slugs in your face
I ain't ever had shit [?]
Dump your body in the river, I ain't leaving a trase
[Chorus: David Banner]
Throw your sets up, n***a rep to the death
Throw your sets up, n***a rep to the death
Throw your sets up, n***a rep to the death
Throw your sets up, n***a rep to the death
You ain't really thuggin, motherfucker get back
You ain't really thuggin, motherfucker get back
You ain't really thuggin, motherfucker get back
You ain't really thuggin, motherfucker get back

[Verse 2: David Banner]
[?] where you're from
I hit you with [?]
Run and get your dad, and run your ass back
[?]
Have a n***a [?]
[?] bitch
[?]
Tryna [?] blow off your hip
[?] come to the south
Bet it's hard to talk with this gun in your mouth
[?]
[?] show you bitches how to act
Put your brains on the dashboard, what you think this [?] for?
Give it to you raw, that's what you pussy n***as asked for
You ain't ever hustled hard, [?]
Killers don't talk when they running in and bucking shit
[Chorus: David Banner]
Throw your sets up, n***a rep to the death
Throw your sets up, n***a rep to the death
Throw your sets up, n***a rep to the death
Throw your sets up, n***a rep to the death
You ain't really thuggin, motherfucker get back
You ain't really thuggin, motherfucker get back
You ain't really thuggin, motherfucker get back
You ain't really thuggin, motherfucker get back

[Verse 3: Marcus]
Marc coming down on these hoes all day
Looking like a crook, but feeling like a [?]
Trill to the bone, with the [?] in my lap
[?] bet the bitch get smacked
Don't know how to act, motherfucker don't play
[?] do everything that I say
[?]
Fuck [?] ass n***a, tryna get payed
[?] back of the trunk
[?] bout to dump
[?] on his chest
Shells hit the ground, leave that boy soking wet

[Chorus: David Banner]
Throw your sets up, n***a rep to the death
Throw your sets up, n***a rep to the death
Throw your sets up, n***a rep to the death
Throw your sets up, n***a rep to the death
You ain't really thuggin, motherfucker get back
You ain't really thuggin, motherfucker get back
You ain't really thuggin, motherfucker get back
You ain't really thuggin, motherfucker get back