Hook:

I ain't fighting fair wit you punks/
Run up on me you gone get yo ass jumped/ (You gone get yo ass jumped)
I don't care how they play it where you from/
Where I'm from you gone get yo ass jumped/ (You gone get yo ass jumped)

Hell nah, I don't plan on squaring up/
Fuck around, you gone get yo ass jumped/ (You gone get yo ass jumped)
Call me bitch made, I don't give a fuck/
Fuck with me and you gone get yo ass jumped/(You gone get yo ass jumped)

Verse1:

I'm a short nigga, only 5’4/
But everybody wanna fight like I know Tae Bo/
Fuck that, my homie standin' by, he a psycho/
You wanna fight me, you gone have to fight my folks/

I'm from the land of the sideshows and 9 smoke/
Say the type of shit to make a fine hoe’s eyes roll/
Mind blown, hittin' big blunts like high notes/
And you, was swingin' from my dick 'til the vine broke/ (no!)

I got a fire flow, I'm a pyro/
Stab the beat until my knife broke, let it die slow/
Stuck in the past I’m Marty McFly-Mo/
Still trying to call Mike Jones from a Iphone/ (Mike Jones!)

Meanwhile, you talkin' shit outside shows/
Trying to pick a fight but you don't know what I know/
Keep talkin' from the sideline though/
And when you decide you wanna slide you gone catch a clothesline bro/

Hook:

I ain't fighting fair wit you punks/
Run up on me you gone get yo ass jumped/ (You gone get yo ass jumped)
I don't care how they play it where you from/
Where I'm from you gone get yo ass jumped/ (You gone get yo ass jumped)

Hell nah, I don't plan on squaring up/
Fuck around, you gone get yo ass jumped/ (You gone get yo ass jumped)
Call me bitch made, I don't give a fuck/
Fuck with me and you gone get yo ass jumped/(You gone get yo ass jumped)

Verse2

They say teamwork make the dream work/
Before you fight me, you gone have to fight three first/
And if you do succeed in leaving 3 of my peeps hurt/
You got to be some kind of freak, Ima let the thing squirt/

Nigga I don't fight fair, is life fair?/
I’ll do anything to win, I’ll poke you in the eye, yea/
Kick you below the belt, bite off your right ear/
Hit you with a brick like Craig, I'm a nightmare/

And I'm trying to make it home to my kids/
Without a single scratch on me or broken up ribs/
I might be a little nigga but my homie is big/
I’ll watch him beat yo ass while I'm smokin' a cig/

Its faulty, from down on the ground you just saw feet/
While you was curled up in a ball screaming get off me/
Now you looking like Rocky Dennis if he loss teeth/
And I'm just trying to feed my offspring/ (You gone get yo ass jumped)

Hook:

I ain't fighting fair wit you punks/
Run up on me you gone get yo ass jumped/ (You gone get yo ass jumped)
I don't care how they play it where you from/
Where I'm from you gone get yo ass jumped/ (You gone get yo ass jumped)

Hell nah, I don't plan on squaring up/
Fuck around, you gone get yo ass jumped/ (You gone get yo ass jumped)
Call me bitch made, I don't give a fuck/
Fuck with me and you gone get yo ass jumped/(You gone get yo ass jumped)