Artist: Black-Ty (Tyrese) f/ David Banner, Lil Scrappy Album: Alter Ego Song: U Scared Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com [Intro] Black-Ty, David Banner, Lil Scrappy Down South what you scared of, NIGGA WHAT!! [Black-Ty] As soon as I walked in the club I start lookin for a girl who suck dick 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'fuckers gettin high feelin flirty flirty Dem Down South boys be the craziest Dem West Coast boys be scandalous Dem Midwest niggaz 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 bitch-ass haters you ain't gutter I triple-dare you to cross the line muh'fucker (fucker) [Chorus: repeat 2X] You scared, you scared You scared motherfucker you scared (nigga WHAT!) Who scared, who scared Who scared motherfucker who scared (nigga WHAT!) [David Banner] (C'mon) You a part-time rapper, full-time fag lover Should I throw up threes, throw a rock, every motherfucker get naked, lay yo' rich bitch ass on the flo' But you already dropped up but I want some mo' Cash get it out from yo' ass, laugh with a money bag And catch a quick toe tag, ho, ass, nigga! And ain't no rappers gettin acquitted Shit you scared don't admit it or catch a slug in yo' fitted Yea hey, hollow-points like cue balls, 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 Bitches get down on the flo' and yell "There that nigga go!" And I hunt y'all the truth, I don't give a fuck about yo' flag I ain't never gang bang, I just rob you for yo' cash punk, nigga [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 ass whippin I'ma hit him on up with the chrome Shawty now it's on, I tried to increase the peace But these hatin ass niggaz 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' ass Hang him over my head in a torture rack Make his stomach see the other fuckin 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 bitch 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!