Tyrese AKA Black-Ty U Scared (Feat. David Banner & Lil Scrappy) Lyrics

[Intro]
Black-Ty, David Banner, Lil Scrappy
Down South what you scared of, n____ WHAT!!

[Black-Ty]
As soon as I walked in the club
I start lookin for a girl who suck d___ like she made it up
I know you out there somewhere
Baby don't keep it to yourself, share (share)
To all the freaks let me see ya
Drop it like it's hot and make me a believer
I know, there's a whole lot of freaks in the Dirty Dirty
Muh'f___ers gettin high feelin flirty flirty
Dem Down South boys be the craziest
Dem West Coast boys be scandalous
Dem Midwest n____z be dangerous
The East Coast boys doin it big (doin it big)
When I leave the club I got my Cadillac on twenty-fo's
Sittin outside, chrome-plated from the West side
To all you b____-a__ haters you ain't gutter
I triple-dare you to cross the line muh'f___er (f___er)

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
You scared, you scared
You scared m_________er you scared (n____ WHAT!)
Who scared, who scared
Who scared m_________er who scared (n____ WHAT!)

[David Banner]
(C'mon) You a part-time rapper, full-time f__ lover
Should I throw up threes, throw a rock, every m_________er
get naked, lay yo' rich b____ a__ on the flo'
But you already dropped up but I want some mo'
Cash get it out from yo' a__, laugh with a money bag
And catch a quick toe tag, ho, a__, n____!
And ain't no rappers gettin acquitted
s___ you scared don't admit it or catch a slug in yo' fitted
Yea hey, hollow-points like cue b____, bank at
Off yo' forehead, still watch it run through
Man I'm crunk like some white boys sippin Mountain Dew
Coppin Viag', I like yo' sister, say no
Cause I jump off in a six-fo' and dump on a ho
b____es get down on the flo' and yell "There that n____ go!"
And I hunt y'all the truth, I don't give a f___ about yo' flag
I ain't never gang bang, I just rob you for yo' cash punk, n____

[Chorus]

[Lil Scrappy]
Ay, ay, ay, Scrap, ay (c'mon)
Yeah I'm posted in the club, on the Patron
I'm in the corner shawty leave me alone (ohh)
And the security keep trippin, he gon' get a a__ whippin
I'ma hit him on up with the chrome
Shawty now it's on, I tried to increase the peace
But these hatin a__ n____z done release the beast
Yeah I'm back (yeah I'm back) couldn't hail a cab
But that don't mean shawty I won't whup yo' a__
Hang him over my head in a torture rack
Make his stomach see the other f___in side of the bag
But I don't think you want that kind of trouble man
And you don't look like you got a gun in your hand
You average, I hit you up across yo' cabbage
Take yo' girl with me cause she a bad b____
Scream at me Black-Ty, get it crackin
That what happenin - Zone 3

[Chorus]

[Outro]
C'mon - AHHHH! Black-Ty!
Lil Scrappy, David Banner, YAHH!
Frontline Boyz, makin all that noise!
He ain't playin right, tchh, PAUSE!