Lyrics F.I.G.H.T. (with Eearz, Gucci Mane, YG, Trouble, Quavo & Juicy J) - Juicy J , Mike WiLL Made-It , Quavo , Eearz , Trouble , YG , Gucci Mane

"What you talkin' 'bout? I just told you why"
"No you didn't Donnie"
"Why do you wanna fight?"
"I get why they wanna fight you,
I know what they fighting for, what about you?"
"Listen, you got everything to loose,
He's got nothing to lose,
When a fighter ain't got nothing to lose, he's dangerous!"

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Who got my back?
Ain't nobody holding me back
I'm about to fight for my life
Good time will come with it right?
My momma needed booze and lights
I'm praying for some better days
I kept on having sleepless nights
But nigga that's life, when you tryna do right like Spike
But the licks be looking enticing
The shits like a roll of the dice
Police wanna read me rights
I got no time to relax
When the wall up against my back
My vice grip on attack
Nigga I look a your licence
Mike Will saved my life
Thats like, hit you like Mike, Tyson
It's time to go on strike (Boom)
Fuck these niggas mean
Nigga I grew up mean
Nigga I came up to in scenes
That these nigga never sees
Everyday I got to-

Fight, fight, (Aye)
Fight (Yeah) fight (Mike Will)
Fight (Bitch), fight
Fight, fight
Fight, fight
Fight, fight
Fight, fight
Fight, fight

My bitch went through my phone last night when I was sleep
Woke up started a fight by a quarter passed three
"Who is Diane, Gucci who is Monique"
I said
"I'm the dope man, everybody knows me"
Chilling in the club, in the V.I.P
Nikki wrist ratchet and all these hoes dig it
Every since I was a young nigga wanna be brave
Like we gonna put his ass on the fucking front page
Put your hands on your knees thats a R.I.P
Lit his home like a hummingbird, sting like a bee
Put the drum in the bitch, make you mute, make it kick
She so sprung on the dick so she swung on the bitch

Fight, fight
Fight (Huh) fight
Fight (Woo) fight
Fight, fight
Fight, fight
Fight, fight
Fight, fight
Fight, fight

Kicking it in the head with these hard bottoms
Your homies is dying, I don't give no fuck thats your problems
Tryna catch yo ass when your homies around ya
I ain't tryna talk, I'm gonna beat the hoe up out ya
Hit your ass with the left right,
Left right, hit him in the chest right
Knock his as out out, hope he lived his best life
I be in his ass like get in left, get in right
I be on a jet niggas still better think twice
I be on with the homies on the block, they ain't living right
I be on with the homies on the block, that'll kill a type
I be with the homies, with the homies, with the homies
With the homies, with the homies, with the homies the gorilla type
Whyd you snort that? no nigga hold that, fuck your party
Niggas know the program, the program, the program
Spit on a niggas face
Pipe a nigga hold down
Take a nigga chain
Take a nigga chain
Take a nigga chain then sell it back to him
Everybody now, everybody now that you a hoe
And so YG do em'

Fight, fight
Fight, fight
Fight, fight
Fight, fight
Fight, fight
Fight, fight
Fight, fight
Fight, fight

Been fighting like all of my life
Know I'm real right and the streets call me Zilla
Hanging up that what you like
Heard you been talkin' up under your pillows
I get it poppin' on sight
Not just with Mike, but you peep I'm with Mike Will
The drums hanging under the TEC kill
Been drummin' like Eearz and Dipset
Give a fuck about a nigga height
I still put you lil babies on ice
You could be the same way that I be
You get hit with that cord and just stutter like
Fuck it up for a nigga then
Tell the collect to go get us in
They throwing electrical feeling in
It's okay I been knockin' down by the hand
Get the girls if you bought it
If your soul homeless I'll get you boarded
Know the Skoob that you bought it
You can fuck with me? Seriously doubt it
Now tell me what the fuck is your problem
You gotta be ready fool
Don't tell me your heavy announcement

Fight, fight
Fight, fight
Fight, fight
Fight, fight
Fight, fight
Fight, fight
Fight, fight
Fight, fight

Yeah Knuckle up knuckle up
Nigga got hit with the upper cut
He got a cut on his eye, damn now he can't see it done closed up
Fuck it (Fuck it)
Fight (Fight)
Get your stripes (Stripes, Bow! Bow! Bow!)
Hit him knock him out your lights
Hit my arm, my knuckle my knuckle now he lay down right in front of me
My momma told me to grab all my junk, chuck it out
She gon' sit on the front seat
Be like, I coulda used gumballs but I hit her with a one piece
Be like, I coulda just told you but I rather you won me
Oh
She hit that cannabis
Whole crowd will be like, oh
You went up the stairs this whole crowd will be like, oh
I can imagine, you from the ground they'll be like, whooo
Wondering magic
Hit my phone and be like

Fight, fight
Fight, fight
Fight, fight
Fight, fight, hit 'em
Fight, fight, hit 'em
Fight, fight, left, right
Fight, fight, left, right
Fight, fight

Mama didn't have it (Yeah hoe)
So they cut off the lights (Yeah hoe)
Now I'm dripping in ice (Yeah hoe)
And we don't need no lights (Yeah hoe)
You want that check first you gotta earn stripes
I've been through hell, feel like i did it twice
I got it bussing like I got the pipe
Came up from nothing, now up in the price
I'm from the jungle (Yeah hoe)
Where gorillas and apes be (Yeah hoe)
Don't want no rumble (Yeah hoe)
These niggas can't take me (Yeah hoe)
Niggas said that they love me (Yeah hoe)
But they show me they hate me (Yeah hoe)
Its a cold cold world, no need for AC (Yeah hoe)
Nigga I have my own bag
Rich nigga I own that
Nigga I'm from the projects
Gotta house where the combs at
I ain't tryna kick it no air in the ball
That motherfucker all flat
I cannot loose like Floyd when that's on the line no match
Silver ticket and you gotta-

Fight, fight, fight