[Chorus]
Beat 'em down, beat 'em down, beat 'em down, beat 'em down
Beat 'em down, beat 'em down, beat 'em down, beat 'em down
Beat 'em down, beat 'em down, beat 'em down, beat 'em down
Beat 'em down, beat 'em down, beat 'em down, beat 'em down
Beat 'em down, beat 'em down, beat 'em down, beat 'em down
Beat 'em down, strap him up, beat 'em down, strap him up
Beat 'em down, beat 'em down, beat 'em down, beat 'em down
Beat 'em down, strap him up, beat 'em down, strap him up
Beat 'em down, beat 'em down, beat 'em down, beat 'em down
Beat 'em down, strap him up, beat 'em down, strap him up
Beat 'em down, beat 'em down, beat 'em down, beat 'em down
Beat 'em down, strap him up, hang him by his damn nuts
[Verse 1: Kee-Wee]
Clicking up on these niggas that be tryna catch the Click slippin'
Without them Glocks, full of that endo dank, flat-foot trippin'
So come on bucking us, cock ya tone, let it pop
We pistol whipping bitches toting them with them bloody Glocks
Riding hooptie thang funked out on that energizer
Yellow junt running so I call it the recognizer
'Cause when you see me all you monkey bitches gone recognize
Or get rushed by the Kee, one more homicide
While drinking Cogniac I make this shit so Everclear
Now mix that shit and drink it, so off in the atmosphere
Stone drunk-ah mothafucka need to keep on drinking
Fuckin' with the Click you know this nigga must ain't thinkin'
Too straight, a nigga finna beat ya down, I get respect from beatin' you monkey bitches to the ground
(Yeah, this shit don't stop, biatch)
[Chorus]
Beat 'em down, beat 'em down, beat 'em down, beat 'em down
Beat 'em down, strap him up, beat 'em down, strap him up
Beat 'em down, beat 'em down, beat 'em down, beat 'em down
Whippin' these bitches is a thang that I like to do
Beat 'em down, beat 'em down, beat 'em down, beat 'em down
Beat 'em down, strap him up, beat 'em down, strap him up
Beat 'em down, beat 'em down, beat 'em down, beat 'em down
Beat 'em down, strap him up, hang him by his damn nuts
[Verse 2: Lethal Villain]
Born in a storm, pent afformed, mane my destiny
But fuck all that bullshit I'll be goin' if you fuck with me
A pimp, that's all about beatin' a nigga down
Ain't no big boy but a little man, standin' his ground clown
It's Frayser, Frayser, the set that I claim bitch
Packing artillery, ain't no gang, we a army trick
Full of loyal ass niggas that's gon' stand strong
The Click is the back-bone, all together bitch you know it's on
And we strong 'cause we stand like a oak tree
So drop to your fuckin' knees and plead and plead and plead
'Cause I need so I take, all your bank, need no shank
I got these haymakers, for all you perpetrators
That step to the hood, yes we stood right in the middle, so simple
Nigga sit back and learn them for the mentals
To beat 'em down, strap 'em up, I hang him by his damn nuts
A victim of killer-shit (What should I do?)
Keep your mouth shut, bitch
'Cause the Click is ready to fire through-a stompin', while bumpin'
Beat 'em down strap 'em up to your mama
Killa for realer, death bound niggas that's clicked up forever
Death town compared to Frayser comin' at you
[Chorus]
Beat 'em down, beat 'em down, beat 'em down, beat 'em down
Beat 'em down, strap him up, beat 'em down, strap him up
Beat 'em down, beat 'em down, beat 'em down, beat 'em down
Whippin' these bitches is a thang that I like to do
Beat 'em down, beat 'em down, beat 'em down, beat 'em down
Beat 'em down, strap him up, beat 'em down, strap him up
Beat 'em down, beat 'em down, beat 'em down, beat 'em down
Beat 'em down, strap him up, hang him by his damn nuts
Whippin' these bitches—, whippin' these bitch—
Whippin' these—
Whippin' these bitches is a thang that I like to do
[Verse 3: DJ Sound]
This is just a little somethin'
For you busters that be runnin' your mouth, but I don't hear ya
What's up now? I'm standin' near ya, bring it on, bitch 'cause I don't fear ya
I've never feared a nigga or his fuckin' gun, put it down
But you won't, then we can go, one on one
But if you wanna shoot, we can shoot, but I'd rather fight
But your ass scared, 'cause you'll know lead will end this shit quick
So put up your fists and get beat down, and throwed around by DJ Sound
I'm straight death bound, and I'm fuckin' these niggas up with my fists
And I throw licks hot as hell you bitch, wait what's up now, bitch?
Thought you could handle a nigga that don't give a fuck
Gettin' struck by petrified boats, so you better duck
Niggas out the Click ain't playin', and don't bar none hoes
Beatin' niggas down, stompin' they heads to the fuckin' floor
Causin' confusion, breakin' laws, that shits everyday
With a gang of niggas out of Frayser, that's ready to spray
Them thangs, if it boils down to it, then it's on bitch
You'll just be another victim of my: "Gotta Get 'Em" list
We can put them thangs away, and slang some motherfuckin' fists
Me and you, toe to toe, no weapons but your weak ass can't handle it
Niggas still will get popped from the blind side
Ain't no use if you runnin' and you can't hide
Ain't gone be one nigga that's left alive
DJ Sound for the '95 better recognize
[Chorus]
Beat 'em down, beat 'em down, beat 'em down, beat 'em down
Beat 'em down, beat 'em down, beat 'em down, beat 'em down
(Beat 'em down, strap him up, beat 'em down, strap him up)
Beat 'em down, beat 'em down, beat 'em down, beat 'em down
Beat 'em down, beat 'em down, beat 'em down, beat 'em down
(Hang him by his damn nuts, hang him by his damn nuts)
Beat 'em down, beat 'em down, beat 'em down, beat 'em down
Beat 'em down, beat 'em down, beat 'em down, beat 'em down
(Beat 'em down, strap him up, beat 'em down, strap him up)
Beat 'em down, beat 'em down, beat 'em down, beat 'em down
Beat 'em down, beat 'em down, beat 'em down, beat 'em down
(Hang him by his damn nuts, hang him by his damn nuts)
Beat 'em down, beat 'em down, beat 'em down, beat 'em down
Beat 'em down, beat 'em down, beat 'em down, beat 'em down
(Beat 'em down, beat 'em down, beat 'em down, beat 'em down)
