Gla**es Malone - They DNT Want It lyrics

[Hook] Man, all of these n***as they be talkin tough, swearing to God that they'll f**k you up But they don't want it, no no, said they don't want it Cause we'll be the first n***as to call your bluff, showing you busts so that you mean you tough Cause you don't want it, no no, said you don't want it [Verse 1: Boogie Man] Well I got a dolla in my chopper and I'll spend it on a n***a Take my time and keep it steady while I send it on a n***a Boogie handy with the jammy ain't no thing to cancel Christmas If there's drama, my piranhas'll tear your frames up and diss you (It's the cold where I'm from, you f**k around we f**k you up, ain't no in between you cross the line we bound to f**k you up find your whereabouts and touch, study your moves and do the do, put that iron in ya diet while we eating up all the food) Second coming of Mizzou don't be misled by n***as lies Ain't no zoo without Boogie, so they can s** a d**k and die Pardon me, but we walk it like we talk it where I'm from Ain't no living off no n***as name or claim of what he's done I'm from days where n***as had to be some G's without a gun Knuckle up and whoop a p***y knock his face off when he bump I ain't playing, it's a problem when we tripping, n***as dripping Tucking tail and choppers yell, mercenaries for the missions [Hook] [Verse 2:Big Scoob] I keep these grizzlies from these n***as, they don't want it with my henchmen When I show up on the scene, they talking something different And I'm pushing something clean, just to keep these b***hes tripping Locked and loaded with this thing, and she's itching from attention Not to mention in the car I brought three young goons And they hungry as a motherf**ker, looking for some food They been drinking all day so they in a bad mood One mistake and they won't hesitate to put you on the news What I'm saying, I ain't playing, I'm one hundred with it n***a Gutter ties, nationwide, keep some gunners with me n***a I can hit you down in Inglewood or touch it down south So be careful who you speaking with, watch your f**kin mouth So be careful who you sleeping with, or I'll be in your house Same b***hes that you creeping with, be tryna set you out Don't get it twisted, yea I'm with it, but I'd rather get this bread I just had to let you know boy, I heard that s**t you said [Hook] [Verse 3:Gla**es Malone] Yea, yea all that tough talk is sound, huh That's all you need today, microphone and sound card Tell me something, who the f**k you think you clowns are This ain't a circus, ain't no bear on no round ball It's a bear alright, thirsty for a f**king chase I'm the bad p***y, you the motherf**king prey So stand down, I stand up, then I swipe your face Eat you up, then it's back to watch the hibernate It's a jungle, the strong'll survive Climb up the wrong tree, get shown a surprise A brand-spanking new, loaded Colt 45 I call it Gwen Stephani, known to blow your mind N***a, E to the A, you can get got In broad day, on broad way, right in front off cops co*ked and loaded, I'm groomed for the joint And down to serve life just to prove a f**king point [Hook]