K.I.F.Y.B. (CHARLIE HEAT VERSION

[Intro: Lil Scrappy]
Knuck if you buck, boy (Crime Mob, hoe)
Knuck if you buck, boy
Knuck if you buck, boy (Crime Mob, hoe)
Knuck if you buck, boy
Knuck if you buck, boy (yeah, this your boy, Lil Scrappy)
Knuck if you buck, boy
Knuck if you buck, boy (the Prince of Crunk)
Knuck if you buck, boy (yeah)
G-G-G-Good work, Charlie
Knuck if you buck, boy (Lil Jay on the track, nigga)
Knuck if you buck, boy
Knuck if you, knuck if you
Knuck if you buck, boy (it's time for all the security)
Knuck if you buck
Knuck if you buck (to get around)
Knuck-knuck-kn-kn-kn-kn (it's going down)
Knuck if you buck, boy

[Verse 1: Lil Jay]
Yeah
Well, I'ma gat-toting, pistol-holding nigga on your damn street
Stomping, jumping, bumping, and we crunk off in this damn thing
Throwing them bows up at these hoes, they screaming, they bleeding from they nose
But when we start to swing, we make them niggas hit the flo'
Ain't no game off in this thing, we be deep off in your party
Crime Mob niggas getting started, Ellenwood niggas be the hardest
So, if a nigga come and run they mouth just like a hoe
Punch them dead up in his nose and stomp his ass down to the flo'

[Verse 2: Princess]
Yeah, we knucking and bucking and ready to fight
I betcha I'ma throw them things, so haters best to think twice
See, me, I ain't nothing nice, and Crime Mob, it ain't no stopping
It be like Sadaam Husein, Hitler, and Osama Bin Laden
Now they steady gum popping and I am acting a fool
I wish a hater would get crunk up on this Crime Mob crew
Now, enough is enough, boy, rough and get stuffed, boy
Luck is a must, boy, knuck if you buck, boy

[Hook: Lil Scrappy]
Knuck if you buck, boy
Knuck if you buck, boy
Knuck if you buck, boy
Knuck if you buck, boy (Uh oh)
Knuck if you buck, boy
Knuck if you buck, boy
Knuck if you buck, boy
Knuck if you buck, boy
Knuck if you buck, boy
Knuck if you buck, boy
Knuck if you, knuck if you
Knuck if you buck, boy
Knuck if you buck
Knuck if you buck
Kn-kn-kn-kn-kn-kn
Knuck if you buck, boy

[Outro: Diamond]
I come in the club, shaking my dreads
Throwing these bows and busting these heads...
Good work