Artist: Dem Franchize Boyz f/ DJ Unk (Oomp Camp) Album: On Top of Our Game Song: Suckas Come and Try Me Typed by: smittymayne410@yahoo.com * * send corrections to the typist Oomp Camp Da Best!! [Hook] Suckas come suckas come sucka suckas xome and try me 4x Suckas come and try me they gone find yo body 4x [Verse 1 - Parle'] If a nigga try me, then he goin die I keep my two cock like Debo's eyes And when I draw down Ana tryin to scare you I make you 1, 2, step like dat name Ciara Put yo cha vest round yo head Protect yo face I been gettin money like collection place I put yo face on a shirt and fronted on front page Try me if you wanna I got more nines then fourth grade I re-up on the first then again on the third I'm in tha hood like a fire hydrogen, sittin on the curb And I got heart, I got grain, I got pills boy I'm on the block posted up like a billboard And I got that torch, so you know that I blast metal If you went away, we steppin on you like a gas pedal And I got that linen squeeze so I grip my pipe tight Most of these niggaz mad cause we shinin like some bright lights [Hook] [Verse 2 - DJ Unk] I got hoes fo days dro fo days A choppa that sprays cuz I keep that throwed away Sucka niggaz wanna try yo ass goin die 6 feet under the dirt, you lie So duck when I buss I shot yo ass off angle Dripping blood on my shoes dry yo ass on a hanger We the truth, Oomp Camp, Franchise lets get it These niggaz soft than some like snuggles and some big ass titties I keep the croon piece nigga and my finas stay flicking They say I need some Bendadryl cause that bitch stay itching It's getting hot in my kitchen I stay cookin, I'm bad Ah get mad, I have you redder then maxxy pads Maceo told you niggaz bout fucking wit dreads I gotta a click of niggaz ready to put one in yo head Stretch you out on the bed and slap a tag on yo toe I told you niggaz wit Big Oomp, hoe [Hook] [Verse 3 - Pimpin] I stay up in the mall cuz a nigga like to shop a lot So dey call me bubble yum cuz a nigga like to pop a lot My diamonds gliss a lot I keep my tool round hot I got the choppa in the trunk so everybody gettin shot When I pull up in yo hood wit DJ Unk out the tee-top If you ain't got no pistol I hope you strapped up yo reeboks If niggaz want beef I'ma give him what he askin Dat choppa clear the block (clear the block) like Pro Active I got a big rocket so I take off like a jet man Call me Wolverine cuz I'm connect with the X man I got lil money and nigga still ain't change And I had to step it up sittin on LeBron James I gave dis shit a break got the camp on the bet Bitch I never ?? I got dem blocks on the street Everywhere dat I go I got my nine right beside me If niggaz try I playin then nigga come and try me [Hook]