fuckin' wit' me Why these niggaz keep fuckin' wit' me Why these niggaz keep fuckin' wit' me Why these niggaz keep fuckin' wit' me Why these niggaz keep fuckin' wit' me
you and told you to come rump wit me? You the type to run your mouth and then run from me I'm poppin' off in your hood wit no company. Come on, Queens
of ooh for the mutts Five carats on my hands wit the cuts And swim in European figures Fuck bein' a broke nigga I want a all chromed out wit the clutch
they fin to attack me Turn the music down low and let the 'llac creep Fuck the police, I give a damn if they catch me Wait a minute that's that nigga looking at me
bride, the dippin' of the groom The shit that make a nigga up and leave up out a room More like, boohoo then boo, fuck who? Well, fuck you too Fuckin
most hated And most loved at the same time 'cuz Ice nigga what the fuck you wanna do about a T Most'cha bitch niggas can't fuck with me 'Cause your chin
most hated and most loved at the same time 'cause Ice nigga what the fuck you wanna do about a T Most'cha bitch niggas can't fuck with me Cause your chin
mufucka krazi All dis playin phone tag nigga fuck u pay me Get smash like potatoes 4 thinkin shit gravy 1 phone call il' have his whole body lazy Plotican wit
to ask me shit When my niggaz fill ya vest they ain't gon' pass me shit You should think about it, take a second Matter fact, you should take four B And think before you fuck wit
ain't nothin' to brag 'bout (Ya hear me?) We're rolling through yo' hood, can ya hear me now? Good I'm in a jet black Camaro wit' me eyes on a sparrow
down 'cause it ain't no dope On the streets And a quarter of time to feed me That's all a nigga like me need Talking about that southern sess now you
Hello Lord, it's me again I just wanna make to love the whole globe And all her girlfriends now don't that make ya mind move Like smoke patterns, me on
the nation nigga? Start from ya corner Everything don?t always happen like you planned it Demand it, over stand it then you handle it Fuck wishing,
get quarantined Women they comin' with sorcery I'm livin' wit' curses, smokin' weed (Bone Thugs) Burn me, don't bury me, hurry before my mama come see me
maybe he can tell me why you hatin' on me Bitin' on me, why you want me to show a nigga leatherface in me Don't fuck around nigga he's a real buck 'em
me? I got a beam on you You fuck wit me? I'ma fuck wit you Bitch, like it always be Y'all bitches gon' have to kill me, feel me! You gon' have to pop
My niggas they never change They kickin' it wit the gang and remain the same So follow me now see Up to the double glock in Hear pistols poppin
