Put Ya Signs

Put Ya Signs

[Hook: x2]

Put ya sign in his face, gang sign in his face

Put ya sign in his face, gang sign in his face

Make them niggas fight, what make them hoes fight

Make them niggas fight, what make them hoes fight

If you bitches ain't scared put a bitch right to the floor

Tell her she belong below under shoes where roaches go

Hoe I'm ready if you ready tell me what you wanna do

To the lovely Gangsta Boo, buck as fuck I thought you knew

Put my sign up in ya face

Leave ya stape without a trace

You ain't buck 'cause bitch I saw ya stankin' ass yesterday

Talk ya ? hoe ya ? 'cause I'm comin' in the crowd boy

With niggas and I'm out slammin' bitches to the ground

[Lord Infamous]

I see ya from the stage ya angry face is fighting in the corner

Full of marijuana niggas in the middle in a trauma

While they throwin 'bo's they snatchin' hoes that stuck in a

coma

Any thick lil' fine bitch come on through a nigga all up on her

Some trick done got mad and ran to the wagon and grabbed a 12

gauge pump

Probably full of that numby numb that coke and rum and getting

dumb

Cars are barrelin' through the nigga shootin' runnin to the

Rover

Niggas catchin the heat from slugs

Negroes gettin trampled over

[Hook x 2]

[Juicy J]

Now I got you bitches hot

Platinum out and on the spot

Mad becuase they take your cell

So they stop at slangin rocks

Bring yo ass to North Memphis

Killas hang and niggas pimpin

Playas on them cards flippin

Choppin dope up in the kitchen

And I always keep it real

Way before a record deal

So my nigga don't hate on me 'cause Juicy J be gettin his bills

Clean that mug from o