T-BO - I'm Not Just lyrics

[Intro: Soulja Slim & C-Murder] I don't give a f** Don't even f** with me n***as better duck n***as n***as you better duck what I don't give a f** Don't even f** with me you n***a better duck n***as we gettin buck [Hook 2X] I don't give a f** n***a whut I'm bout it bout it I just ain't no good a** rapper [Soulja Slim] You don't wanna f** with me I'm murdered out I'm dirty south quick to push pistals aoff in your mouth I told you once what I was bout Guess you ain't pay attention You put your self in this positon Beefin what's your intention I ain't got time for that i done that in my younger days So I'm lay low knock you off your feet with the drummer on the cage I love the town that's blocka blocka Blocka, blocka Constently block block to blocka blocks Don't f** with me b**h n***a I'm gun smoke the ditch digga Go getter since goes to show n***a You know me If i holla whoadie my soldiers coming with out question Suited and booted Face'l expression full of that flooishness [Hook 4X] [C-Murder] Ya'll heard of me I'm Callio and I don't give a lilly From a perm bling bling Ya'll had you lookin silly I'm C-Murder plus I'm murdered out I represent every n***a out the dirty south I keeps it treal, work the mill Plus twenty more and still they catch me In the projects by the liquore store Cuz I don't give a f** If a n***a buck I buck back n***as pull they sh** and co*k they sh** they already hit Ain't that a b**h I'm head bust on a slick door Watch a n***a, pop a n***a, drop a n***a I ain't forgot you n***a I love it when you iced up And bring the price up Skee mask n***a, don't make me put this mic up [Hook 4X] [T-Bo] I ain't giving a f** what you talking bout I'm a represent the dirty South 'til my gold teeth fall out my f**in mouth I'm bout it bout I just ain't no good a** rapper Got everybody and they mama sayin, "That's that cracker" Got damn right that's me rollin with Slim and C Represent the BRC, the Magnolia and the C-P-3 I wish one of you clowns would write a rap about us So I can buck your a** down and brawl in your tour bus Screamin "I love hip-hop", you'll get your b**h popped Your kids kidnapped, your car jacked, gimme your wrist watch Better hope you don't see comming down your street In a beat up Cutla** haulin a** Windows down gun out ski-mask screamin fu*k [Hook 4X] [Outro: C-Murder] What we don't give a f** Ya heard me TRU n***as