[Chorus]
I'm a f** around and k** yo a**
I'm a f** around and k** yo a**
f** around and k** yo a** (say what)
I'm a f** around and k** yo a**
[Trick Daddy]
I'm having a supper with some lonely motherf**er
Some little boney motherf**er
You k**ed my homie motherf**er
So what a real n***a 'posed to do
Get ghost and k** every b**h close to you
And you probley gone k** me if I ain't careful
Probley gone damn near me if I ain't careful
Now you f**ing with the wrong n***a
I'll follow you home n***a, ready to pull the motherf**ing trigger
Cause I ain't f**ing with nobody, owe nobody
Need nobody but my shottie
See all my ex-friends was ex-cons, most of them dead and gone
Therefore I'm ridding for 'em
I'm putting holes in you co*ks**er
I'm closing shop on your block with this glock s**er
Won't be no serving on this corner
Won't be no hanging, swanging, swerving on this corner
I gives a f** about your homie
You can play crazy if ya want to, but ya p**y when I get up on ya
But when these blades go to chopping, n***as gone be dropping
And vertebras going to be rocking
And I'm a..
[Chorus]
[Trick Daddy]
I gives a f** that you getting do
I gives a f** bout your hoe, gives a f** bout who she know
Ain't no joking in my game, don't get chained,
and slanged about my c**aine
I know some n***as, who want to smoke,
He want some hotter green and a quarter head for that coke
Won't be no jacking while I'm stacking
Won't be no slapping, no laughing, or no motherf**ing macking
Just me and my workers in a circle,
And ain't nobody and hiding 'round cause if they is I got to hurt ya
And if it's worth it we'll dirt ya,
I know ya strapped so I'm wait for I search ya
I know ya scared, and you gonna get it, and I can feel yo a**
Put this thing inside your head and I'm k** yo a**
[Chorus x4]