See About Ya (OST Def Jam Fight For NY)

David Banner
Listen (huh, huh)
What's up (what's up)
Oh, it's Beezle out
David Banner
You niggas talking about how hard it is
We gonna see about you
Look boy

[Hook: [bad word] 
See when you pop that drama on wax
On somebody gonna see about ya
See it's a test to see if you're a [bad word] 
Or you've got some about ya
See about me shorty
See about me shorty
You popping hard on your gums
We gonna see [bad word] 
See about me shorty
See about me shorty
You popping hard on your gums
When gonna see [bad word] 

[Verse 1: Beezel]
I'm old school, I just came by for the gangbang
Frank the Tank, quick to pop off of the big thing
We got kicked out of parties and we eat up the wings
And [bad word] who throwing a party, we had his pretty young thing
 [bad word] up missing a fifth of jack, fifth of Jim Beam
Your jewelry missin I'm on my album covering featuring your bling
President Bush I'll tell what you can and can't do
Shot a [bad word] your bankroll, that ain't you
It looked better in my pocket, we gonna hold on to it
I'll give you one minute just to say so long to it
 [bad word] a [bad word]  I got right and left hooks for your [bad word] 
Why you think they call it break em off?
We whipping that [bad word] 

[Hook]

[Verse 2: David Banner]
 [bad word]  [bad word] I was born here to die
 [bad word] laying down cause I want it all night
I can make your enemies [?]
 [bad word] that me bust and kill his whole kliq
Yo, south side and we never had nothing
But Guns we had fun when the AKs start busting
Little kids crying, [bad word] ducking, and niggas cussing
My pistol's like a [bad word] and she needs some finger [bad word] 
I'm ready baby, baby, side guess that's why these niggas
I'm Slim Shady, like, "Hi, my name is."
Down a [bad word] [bad word] down, looking good
And gonna blow your [bad word] brains on the hood

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Beezel]
Where I'm from they bust your top
Or they cut out the top
Trying to get boo and go for [bad word] out the block
Fighting time, oh I'm an hour early folk
And concerts know the time my t-shirt get soaked
Cause I be vested up and these two guns very proctive of
I'm like Khia, gotta lick shots to my neck
And if I get a chance to let off them things, call the Reverend up
Used to get more [bad word] than that black guy from 7-Up
When I catch a case, I'll tell the judge like this
I'm the victim, that boy chin kept assaulting my fist
All that chin-butting that how he bent up his jaw
Reckless chinning, calling it Jay Leno law