Gangsta Boo - f** You lyrics

[intro - gangsta boo] Yeah, y'all know what time it is n***a I'm bringin' a lot of sh** today I'm bringin m-child I'm bringin' two for ya I'm also bringin' the pain n***a 'cause when I come, I'm comin' for you So you better ask some-mothaf**in-body For the 9-8, until 2 g's n***a I'm takin' over You understand this type of sh** Three 6 mafia, hypnotize, prophet posse f** you b**h! (m-child) 1 - when we high off that green and gin Ain't no tellin what we'll do You got some ani' with the crew? (f** you! f** you!) With that heat we be bussin Conversation no discussion Hollow points they comin straight at you! (f** you! f** you!) Repeat 1 [gangsta boo] Bustin' b**hes daily, maybe it's the herb in me I wanna see what you hidden for, shake 'em and see Time to steal, time to k**, time to get real, and wa**up I'm just a beefin' in the club, tear that f**in' b**h up I'm in the corner 'round some smoke, smokin' fine a** weed Freakin' like vanessa del rio, won't you take you a peak Mob, it was me, bringin' sh** to the door I be the lady unabomber, bombin' b**hes and mo' So time to go toe to toe, with a b**h that be rockin' Ain't nothin' stoppin' prophet posse 'til your body be droppin' You f**in' b**h, spittin' rhythms in your rhyme like a joke I'm gonna tote you like a 90 when I'm pullin' that dope I know you're hopin' that I'll fall to my face, but I ain't My shoes are stuck to the ground when I walk out on bank Another f**in' lp dropped like it's some rice We be straight like 9:15, b**h, f** your spot n***a! Repeat 1 Repeat 1 (m-child) Let cha let cha mind explode With these lyrics I control Just a peak to let you see How m-child do it in flip mode Now I'm baddest on a level Find a new way to be paid Ain't gon' burn or slice or beat 'em down With bats and prophet dank Yellin' thangs, I'm comin' up And n***as want your life to live Pack that steel if you real But you better shoot to k** All that flossin' ain't gon' do Bring a gun without the clip And for the rest of your life You'll be walkin' around with a half-a** limp Read my lips, don't f** with us Because we dangerous And when we on that good stuff Like a junkie, we be anxious To get up in yo sh** And take your life with all quickness A orange mound playa that be strictly bout his business Watch out, n***a Don't give a f**, n***a Walk on top of water We some mean a** n***as Prophet 'til I fry So f** with me, you can't avoid Plus the first time you slip You goin bungee jumpin without the cord, b**h!!! Repeat 1 Repeat 1 (koopsta knicca) Coulda been a friend, seemed to busy pimpin' Gettin' upon the skin I had no team, 34 hanco*k Puttin' them cuts upon these men Again it's on, don't be phony Tellin' these hoes that I love 'em You think you're tough fool Look at your ? , hey, they groupies n***a, don't give a f** Wanna know 'bout better things That fool is gonna be ? Raisin' doja, what I saw is me I best get the motha-f**a off B-b-ba-da-boom, pa-ta-pa-ta-pow Loadin' got me goin' down Swear I'm trippin' 'fore I come up, just-a left a f**in' cal On the ground with the 40 Hell, and me criticizing', no Ho, I never sold no dope Oh sh**, then shoot me 'cause I'm ? Some of them charges, said the sergeant "you been wanted for the longest, on the street, they call you creep" Nah, n***a, my name is ? ? Well, if you're wanted Then I'm gonna give you something to collect Man, you can take that mothaf**in' gat And stick that heat up your a** Nine in my ? , got the 5 ? ? ? 3 with the tag around my throat, gotta let me go Repeat 1 Repeat 1 [prophet posse] 2 - hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey... f** you, f** you Repeat 2 to fade