[Threats, fighting, and drum loops in background]

[Chorus]

Niggas laying down on the ground,
it's a showdown
Don't you come around trying to clown,
it's a showdown
Niggas laying down on the ground,
it's a showdown
Don't you come around trying to clown,
it's a showdown

Listen up all you damned dare varmints
it's finna be a showdown
Better flee the scene
that's on the real,
better keep that head down
Pick a bigger strap, better come equip
and don't trip cause I'm bout to let it loose
Pullin' out a pocket knife
will get you snyped
and you know niggas is gonna have to shoot
Could it be that I had the loot
in a mood for bustin' chickens
nigga thought he had him a sweet vic
but he had him a schizophrenic
Better have that itchy for the homicide
aint no love, I'ma let it ride
now it's gonna be a showdown
On the lowdown,
better stay inside
trippin' cause a nigga gonna die
if Billy Joe didn't tell that lie
he would still be in the barn
Instead, he got buckshots in his right side
Ms Hay she cooked as punkin pie
Gettin' high in the fuckin' barn
the showdown it was all good,
and I came home with that smokey gun

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Wait a minute,
hold up now,
who want confrontation
Punk ass nigga, you run with a clique,
ha, I ride with a nation
And I'm bustin',
not to mention I'm cappin' every nigga
on your deck, so don't sleep
to make you stifle
Got a rifle with a scope,
you can't cope when the Conflict's on the creep
You came to closed to the style partner
can't fuck with the rodeo
Here we go, wild westside,
gitty up, move em out,
head for the hills
I'ma let it ride
The trick didn't know about the gangbang boogie
'til it fell on the floor wit a ass full of lead
No need for calling out your momma name now
son-of-a-bitch you dead
On your mark,
get ready,
set trip,
I'm comin' wit a nine millimeter motherfucker
block bam,
my shit never jam
Like a hoe you fold
when I stuck you snipin
off a building
gangbangin' is an everyday thing
Runnin' down on a hoe down,
gotta low down,
it's a showdown,
nigga bout to go down,
slow down!

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I'm just a bogus nigga
fuck that nigga next to me
You get that ass dropped quick
never had no love
now you wanna challenge me
Fuck yo chief
we got some beef
When I die, it's gonna be a gang fight
I'ma be the nigga that take your life
pop your ass
say nighty-night
Born to do some damage
I'll be damned if I let a motherfucker
even think he rough
Blaze that bitch
and bust him up
Pussy motherfucker I'ma take your stuff
Shit is out of pocket man,
but all this shit is finna change,
cause when I come this time
I'ma show you a nine aint no joke,
I'ma kill you some more,
and show them fools Wildstyle aint no hoe
And if I die we all gotta go
bad thing about it,
I don't give a fuck,
wondering what I'm livin' for
face to face with a nigga that I hate
I'ma meet you on the hellground,
look you up in your eyes and spray,
smoke you in the showdown

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A motherfucker told me it was gonna be a showdown
When I came around I was up for breakin' motherfuckers down
Fuck it niggas wit it
let's rock the town,
flee on the scene,
now what's up baby
Car full of niggas straight lookin' shady
came to loot
better have what you gone shoot,
cause we straight actin' crazy
C-O-N Flict nigga
that's what it is when you tote them triggers
gangbangalistic father figure
Daddy to the niggas that think they sucker,
yeah
It's a showdown,
not just my hood, but town from town
making motherfuckers recognize the flavor
coming from Chi-Town
Yee-Haw!
Be quick to draw
pick a nigga meat up out with a chainsaw
Make a nigga see what he never saw
Crucial Conflict comin' at you raw
for a showdown,
we don't play around
Motherfuckers gone die
we gone kill 'em up pal
Motherfuckers playing these damn games,
kill 'em up in the showdown

[Chorus]