[Chorus]
Y'all n***as keep f**in around
f**in around, f** around get stuck in the ground
I ain't no bustas, y'all n***as better stop f**in wit me
[Kase 1]
I hit the clown in the dirt
Jump on the top wit a drop that n***a down in the dirt
The first n***a quick to get it first
Call the paramedic's cause the police be stealing from the hearse
I aim it at ya hat when I burst
If I don't get a Grammy I'm headed at the rat n***as first
And I'm back full of perk strap on the curb
Slap that b**h on the third
n***a done caught wit a slur
Can't see sh** but a blur
Crank up that Chevy let her purr
We all from the curve
b**h n***as runnin up nerve
I ain't gon' let you die
And I tag a man
Said you runnin from the hood and I'm Pakistan
b**h I'm a motherf**in jacka man
And understand when the motherf**in crack is staying
[Chorus]
[Trick Daddy]
Y'all motherf**ers better run cause we got bombs
Plus we got guns that take off arms
Got a 4.4 that shoot the door and got buck loads of that 84
And like John Doe, hit ya city
Start k**ing every n***a who ain't feelin this rhyme
And ain't feelin this vibe
To many n***as goose necking my ride
But o.k. My A.K. fully
Y'all n***as watch how you step to me
And y'all young n***as back the f** up
And don't make me act the f** up
Cuz it a another war
I'll k** every motherf**er that y'all know
That's yo ma, pa, sister n law
Yo daddy, yo dog and yo hoe
Now I ain't claim to be a saint
And no gotdamn serial k**er
I just wanna know my n***a what made you disrespect a n***a
What you thought I was buster, s**er, a rapper or actor
n***a rat to the cracker yep they'll protect ya but one day f** n***a I'm
Gon catch ya
[Chorus]
[Young Jeezy]
Been got my B's got my cheese
f** n***a you don't play wit G'
co*k back aim and squeeze
Now ya a** on the ground wit the trees
My ole boy didn't raise no snitch
My ole girl didn't raise no b**h
You outta line I'll k** you b**h
Now put that sh** on my chick
Man I pull bout 26 b**hes
Gotta perk sh** 26 inches
On the concrete n***a
Gotta lace on the concrete n***a
At least when I rap a lot
Break down o's in the trap a lot
f** n***a I got crip for days
Slip n Slide wit dem boys from Dade
305 to the 404, G sh** we'll take ya hoe
Look dog we'll take ya bricks
f** you n***a I hope it's worth it
Spray ya a** like a job from perfect
Gay man s** a dick A-T-L, Dade County and Trick
[Chorus]
[T.I.]
Y'all s** a** n***as keep playin wit me
f** around see me wit A.K. in the streets
Start bussin makin motherf**ers lay in the streets
All cause of what a n***a say on the beat
Look I'ma G that's sayin the least
From trappin to sprayin the heat to wearin the key
Instead of all that attention you were payin to me
You should have been mindin ya business and keepin it pimpin
But I know most n***as ain't built like that
Just know old n***as get k**ed like that
You don't wanna f** around wit Tip like that
Look Flip when the body bag zip that's that
n***as wanna talk sh** and co*k deuce
Wit this fully automatic Mack 10s start shootin
So you can run hide and tell lies if you want to
But when I f** around and run up on you what you gon' do