Deuce - Don't Approach Me lyrics

This is for you f*gs, when you ride Don't approach me This is for you f**s, when you die Don't approach me Go on, run your mouth, where you hide Don't approach me You're lookin' like a b**h You're a coward, You ain't sh**! You feel the f**in' flame in my heart, yep, yep Knock 'em bellies, got me evil, so evil So weak, but so strong A lady named Sigh's got my secrets, my spirit And you gonna have to k** her to defeat me Yeah, give me one, give me two, three, four, five shots When I'm rollin' in the Benz with The Truth, pop, pop! A shotgun in the back, yeah it's loaded, yeah it's co*ked Hollywood! Throw your hands up! Where you at! I ain't got no f**in' ice on my fingers, Just ten broken bones on your throat so you ain't breathin' Yeah, you know where I live, you're a b**h, you got sh** Take your best shot, on the west side, I got nine lives! Try to see through my eyes, no you can't, nope Watch my pearly whites shine, while I laugh You better catch me in the club fallin' down Don't need a knife to take you one life! This is for you f*gs, when you ride Don't approach me This is for you f**s, when you die Don't approach me Go on, run your mouth, where you hide Don't approach me You're lookin' like a b**h You're a coward, You ain't sh**! This is for you f*gs, when you ride Don't approach me This is for you f**s, when you die Don't approach me Go on, run your mouth, where you hide Don't approach me You're lookin' like a b**h You're a coward, You ain't sh**! Just remember, I ain't stoppin' for nothin'

Made it for nothin', do somethin' Feel the ba** pop, when it's thumpin I see you hidin' and runnin' You know it's Judgment Day, keep on runnin' You hear my sh** when it's bumpin' And pray to God I ain't comin' I bleed a little bit of me when I speak I'm speakin' to my enemies Ain't no heroes in this life of mine Ain't no f**in' wrong! That be rainin' how I feel inside You gonna f**in' hear me when I speak, and when I'm heated Heated like a nine milimeter! There ain't no f**in' pictures here left to paint, homie! Except for the portrait of Mrs. Blow Me! I can joke, if you wanna joke, we can go! Till the throat, till you're bleedin' on your hardwood flo! No matter the place, no matter the time, no matter the race I'm leadin', you hatin' me, 'cause there ain't no changin' me I'm the whitest of the white, the rawest of the raw I'm laughin' on the inside screamin' 'f** you all!' Better come and change my sh**, b**h! So twenty-three attorney generals can s** my dick! While I'm sittin' in the back of a black and white vick, Chained up, and I still don't give a sh**! This is for you f*gs, when you ride Don't approach me This is for you f**s, when you die Don't approach me Go on, run your mouth, where you hide Don't approach me You're lookin' like a b**h You're a coward, You ain't sh**! This is for you f*gs, when you ride Don't approach me This is for you f**s, when you die Don't approach me Go on, run your mouth, where you hide Don't approach me You're lookin' like a b**h You're a coward, You ain't sh**!