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Geto Boys

"I Don't f*ck With You"

[Intro: Willie D]
Flip flop ass n*ggas
Ah Yeah
Geto Boys and Outlawz
Recognize the mob n*gga
I don't f*ck with you
So put your hands on me
Yeah best said by homeboy Willie D
Triple cross to Mexico
[Willie D]
I don't f*ck with you
That's some smooth hidin'
Lowdown dirty motherf*ckers
That you thought was cool
Do you know me
[Willie D]
I don't f*ck with you
I know what's happenin' with that
All the hoes
Let me take y'all n*ggas back to this incident

[Verse 1: Gotti of Fifth Ward Circle (FWC)]
n*gga you full of sh*t
b*tch now what is this, trick
Some new sh*t
Straight from yo hottub p*ss
n*gga I don't do it
f*ck around here with you
Oh, I smell puke, do
That's on you, true
You hit's 'em hard dog
And ho went hard, thought
You betray hard, lord
You straight fraud, brought
Now on means, things stay out my face
You oughta play, like outta space
This n*ggas foul, runnin' off at the mouth
He talkin' loud, all of infront the crowd
[Willie D]
Dog, I knew this n*gga, what
We used to roll, roll
I saved his life, right
But he was shot at, trife
He burned his greed, deep
I spit his wig, sh*t
He met the gravedigger
Cause I'm the realest n*gga

[Chorus: DMG of FaceMob]
You n*ggas came here ridin' through
(I don't f*ck with you)
Heard the lavish thing we do
(I don't f*ck with you)
Shook a finger to my crew
(We don't f*ck with you)
For suck a di*k until you blew
Cause we don't f*ck with you
Hey b*tch, you like the things we do
(I don't f*ck with you)
Scared if I hit you, you might sue
(I don't f*ck with you)
You swear you gang can bang a new
(I don't f*ck with you)
But best keep doin' the sh*t we do
Cause we don't f*ck with you

[Verse 2: E.D.I of the Outlawz]
Now everytime is see you ass
I see the b*tch in your eyes
And what a lie
Ain't no surprise
Now you f*ck with that sign
It's a cold thing
You got the game f*ck up
Brown nose and every other n*gga rich
Like a broke b*tch
Excuse me miss, yeah you
You need to sit with me p*ss
I'mma get rich
While you stuck in that f*ck sh*t
Thug sh*t is what claim and bang
And never change
While you change
Suckin' and f*ckin' for everyday

[Verse 3: Napolean of the Outlawz]
Yeah, I see some n*ggas come and go
With a fifth of Hennesy to show
When we toss hoes, we share hoes
And n*ggas be frontin where the clothes go
What you spinnin' like Young Po
You hang around with the studio time
But n*gga, what the f*ck is you here fo'
Can you listen, please
So you got your Glock, laid squeeze
Try like I could f*ck with you
Or I have to bomb on you
Put it with your punk-ass
No heart, no light, no b*tch and no care
You some Bad Boy killers
When we see y'all n*ggas snatch cash


[Verse 4: Young Noble of the Outlawz]
These Billy-teen-ass n*ggas
Pullin'-scheme-ass n*ggas
Fiend-ass n*ggas
Shootin'-dream-ass n*ggas
I mean, why anybody sound like Pac nowadays
But switch it up, be on way
Y'all gay-assed on anything
Stay tuned to the saga
Drama bring Karma, Karma bring charges
Whipin' y'all
Completely all the job did
Darkness, f*ck y'all sh*t
Cause we the hardest
Nasty new street regardless
So ease out you nuggets, faget

[Verse 5: Kastro of the Outlawz]
Beg down, I truck a young bug
Don't get it f*cked up
Hit the strip, get a grip n*gga
And blow some sh*t up
Talk fast and all ass, n*gga
You ain't got no nuts
Don't trick yourself out your life
You need to hide in the cup
What's up
Come on holla at your boy, real quick
I swallow hard times
And make it come out when I p*ss
n*gga pop pass the Mack and I ain't black
Picture that
The same n*gga that'll die for you
When you fall get your back
It's me, drunk as can be
In your b*tch ass
Singin' ?Stagalee?
Worry free on your b*tch ass
Blast back, ask that
Snap back like some whiplash
Young cash is black packed
Slap your rap with a big guess


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