n***as.. f**in' with the wrong n***a
[Verse 1]
My seductive introduction be specific
Still elusive, but exclusive's what I give you when I kick it
And I'm still lifted; n***as can't get with Mr. Wicked
Picture me flippin' my adversaries, gettin' the dick swiftly
n***as is swingin' wild, but they styles miss me
You can bring that b**h, but your whole click will still get treated sh**ty
Business never personal
I'm up before the sun come up, I'm tired
Just a ghetto star, a drop top double-R is what I'm ridin'
n***a, if you was half the man your b**h was
Bring yo' artillery when you come for me, ‘cause we sick thugs
No hesitation when I pull and blast, ‘cause Syke was bustin'
Plus, Bo had 'em duckin', screamin', "Get they cash!"
So now I got the law on me
My phone's tapped So I had to send word through my lil' homies
Tell them n***as this the year when they pull the trigger
sh**, this is what you get, for f**in' with the wrong n***a
[Hook]
This is what you get
When you f**in' with the wrong n***a
Hehehehe, yeah, n***a, peep it
[Verse 2]
Before I lay me down to sleep, I pray and thank the Lord
For givin' me another fruitful day
I wanna be a peaceful, man, but still when n***as come for me
All I can see is gettin' 'em k**ed
For real, it's how I feel
Reflect my thoughts, flowin' on these reels
Make my enemies deal with my steel; they caps peeled
We still cool, but you played yourself
Give him the MAC and make him spray hisself, heyyy
Fallin' legends clutchin' chrome three-five-seven
Puttin' two bullets to they dome, wanted to die in Heaven
Why call in shots? Nobody really as clear as me
Ain't tryin' to help the feds get a case for conspiracy
Murder, my foes get disposed of
We all homies to the d**h, so my true n***as show me love
God, forgive me for my lifestyle, a negative figure
But why they f**in' with the wrong n***a
You know?
[Hook]
It's like.., why you f**in' with the wrong n***a?
[Verse 3]
I was raised by thugs, schooled by k**ers
Learned my mathematics sk**s from real drug dealers
Tried to rise, but they tried me
I guess they all had to die, ‘cause we tried peace
I die in these streets
Blast 'til they recognize
Still do or die, all my n***as gettin' high, watchin' time fly
Best strategize on the way to profit
Best organize how you ride, so they can't stop it
Then keep it poppin', lot of busters wanna see me fall
I f**ed your b**h, and now this new sh**, gon', fade 'em all
My n***as ball, made a call for some back-up
For lil' homies and my dogs in the black truck
"Buck buck" was the sound as they gats burst
No need for ambulance, baby, bring the black hearse
Should've never f**ed around, buster
How you figure makin' moves on the wrong n***a
[Hook]
It's what it sounds like, ding ding ding..
When you f**in' with the wrong n***a
n***as gettin' hit, when they f**in' with the wrong n***a
f**in' with the wrong n***a