U Just A Punk Lyrics - Singles - Ant Banks

Yeah, c'mon, yeah 

Some of this ol' hype shit, you know what I'm saying? 

Fuck 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 fuck 

Raise up off my fucking 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 motherfucking rat-tat-tat-tat-tat 

Motherfuckers don't fuck around, with the big Banks from Oaktown 

Motherfuckers don't fuck around, or your punk ass will get beat down 

Yeah, it goes down in the motherfucking 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 fuck 

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 

Motherfuckers don't fuck around, with the big Banks from Oaktown 

Motherfuckers don't fuck 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 motherfucking 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 motherfucking rat-tat-tat-tat-tat 

Yeah, punk motherfucker, know what I'm saying? 

Dangerous Crew in that motherfucking ass, nigga 

Motherfuckers don't fuck around, with the big Banks from Oaktown 

Motherfuckers don't fuck around, or your punk ass will get beat down