Throw Them Hands

[Intro]
You probably be fucking with them scary ass bitches huh?
Nah... Not us
Niggas be asking bitches to throw that ass, throw them hands!

[Hook: Julius]
Your bitch avoid the drama eh yo that's cool nigga
My girl the type to act a mothafuckin' fool nigga
Oh yea she knuckle good y'all
My girl grew up in the mothafuckin' hood y'all
Throw them hands, throw them hands, throw them hands oh yeah
She throw them hands, throw them hands, throw them hands oh yeah
A real woman what you thought nigga?
Hell no she ain't no mothafuckin' thot nigga

[Verse 1: Julius]
Eh, you bitches finna get knocked out I'm anticipating it
(Baby girl that hoe trying talk shit about you) Yeah that's me instigating shit
My girl ain't like other females, trust me she knows the streets well
She a fighter, she gon' die a rider like she don't like wearing seat belts
I'm a young nocka from the Beach I don't mean sand and seashells
I mean the land wear you see shells on the ground the land wear the beef dwell
That mean my woman gotta be just as ghetto as me, rocking 6 inch stiletto's but she
Gon' use her fist to settle the beef
She'll give a bitch a good licking not like that she don't swing that way
Only thing she swings is a mean ass hay-maker (bang) lean that face
Smackin' a bitch, slappin' a bitch, even be stabbin' a bitch all that all that
When it's crackin' she be at a bitch like what's happenin' bitch all that all that
Man just the other day she chocked a bitch with one hand how hood is that?
She didn't scratch one acrylic nail her manicure intact
But she classy don't get me wrong her ass could teach a class
Got a master a B.A. I mean master beating ass

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Demetrius]
What up crip? What up cuz? Shit my girl is a blood nigga
All of my family crips, but shit we in love nigga
Crips and bloods gon' cum together whenever we fuck nigga
You startin' drama she Martin mama my girl beat bitches up nigga
With a left right right left left right that's right then a titty pop out
The best fight's cat fights damn right she'll fight she a pretty Knockout
She'll knock-out your woman damnit, y'all motherfuckers don't understand it
When she throw hands I call her Lindsey Lohan cause she underhanded
Uh-uh What your ass been thinking? Matter fact what your ass been drinking?
You wanna fight my girl? My girl from the ghetto bitch shit her last name Jenkins
She got a backhand that'll park you like a 'Lac or a Lincoln hand her a reason
Sticking you early like back-court defence, you gon' need a new track and weave and
She act like nigga she can be Mr. Suge, y'all niggas ain't never seen a chick this hood
She'll beat up a chicken like Peter Griffin and still look finger licking good
(Oh hell no y'all don't get her more pissed off)
Cause she'll box and shoot pandora crossed with Lara Croft

[Hook]