T-Minus - f** around lyrics

f** around - Tex armstrong {Intro} Cest la vie n***a, please dont f** wit me Please, please dont Aye {Chorus 1} f** around and get k**ed n***a, brahakaka f** around and get k**ed n***a, brahakaka I ride around and sip lean n***a, promethazine And ion trust no b**h n***a, ion trust no b**h All my n***as is real n***as, cest la vie f** around and get k**ed n***a, brahakaka f** around and get k**ed n***a, brahakaka I ride around and sip lean n***a, im leaning {Verse 1} I dont g**n but i k** n***as Go ham, i k** n***as Go ham, ima murderer Ima murderer like 2Pac Ride around the city, ride around the city Got my backpack and a snapback Dont f** wit me its king tunie Ayyy Too big headed for the crown to fit me But im still kingpin My crib is a place to be Got a bad b**h right beside me Yeah she do nasty things for a real a** n***a {Chorus 2} f** around and get k**ed n***a, brahakaka f** around and get k**ed n***a, brahakaka I ride around and sip lean n***a, promethazine And ion trust no b**h n***a, ion trust no b**h All my n***as is real n***as, cest la vie f** around and get k**ed n***a, brahakaka f** around and get k**ed n***a, brahakaka I ride around and sip lean n***a, promethazine {Verse 2} n***a, im good n***a, im straight Ain't lookin for some love, i could deal with the hate Kiss n tell, im too proud to be a snitch Dont call me broke, im gon be rich If she dont s** dick, she can't f** wit me Cest la vie, dats the family Ain't nuthin else to keep it, if i ain't keepin it real Ima keep on making music till i get a record deal Got it, like mamas recipe to a special meal Lost my virginity to a white b**h Yeah they love n***as Ion pick my nose, i pull trigger Couple girls, they pop pills Put my dick in her mouth like gangsta grillz Im just tryna make a mil so i could pay my mama bill Always paper chasing, ion chase the p**y They just come to me And ion pay for s** They just f** for free And after we f**, its me you can't see Aw man {Bridge} f** around and get k**ed n***a {Verse 3} All dis chains on, f** a light We strapped up, f** a fight But shabba will knock you down till you lose your sight Dis f** n***as, we dont like Aw man f** around and get k**ed n***a f** around and get k**ed n***a I ride around and sip lean n***a And ion trust no b**h n***a Ay all my n***as is real n***as f** around and get k**ed n***a f** around and get k**ed n***a Ay f** around get k**ed n***a Cest la vie, swag, cest la vie Yall can't f** with me Cest la vie, yall can't f** wit me Aw man, tb n***a whats good? Got aj with me, shabba with me, tb with me f** yall n***as {Chorus 3} f** around and get k**ed f** around and get k**ed I ride around and sip lean Ill make your b**h pop pills n***a N i g g a