Intro:
[Willie D]
Flip flop ass Niggas
Ah Yeah
Geto Boys and Outlawz
Recognize the mob Nigga
I don`t Fuck with you
So put your hands on me
[Scarface]
Yeah best said by homeboy Willie D
Triple cross to Mexico
[Willie D]
I don`t fuck with you
[Scarface]
That`s some smooth hidin`
lowdown dirty motherfuckers
that you thought was cool
Do you know me
[Willie D]
I don`t fuck with you
[Scarface]
I know what`s happenin` with that
All the hoes
Let me take y`all Niggas back to this incident
Verse 1:
[Gotti of Fifth Ward Circle (FWC)]
Nigga you full of shit
Bitch now what is this, trick
Some new shit
Straight from yo hottub piss
Nigga I don`t do it
Fuck 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
[Scarface]
Now on means, things stay out my face
You oughta play, like outta space
This niggas foul, runnin` off at the mouth
He talkin` loud, all of infront the crowd
[Willie D]
Dog, I knew this Nigga, 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, shit
He met the gravedigger
Cause I`m the realest Nigga
Chorus:
[DMG of FaceMob]
You Niggas came here ridin` through
(I don`t fuck with you)
Heard the lavish thing we do
(I don`t fuck with you)
Shook a finger to my crew
(We don`t fuck with you)
For suck a dick until you blew,
cause we don`t fuck with you
Hey bitch, you like the things we do
(I don`t fuck with you)
Scared if I hit you, you might sue
(I don`t fuck with you)
You swear you gang can bang a new
(I don`t fuck with you)
But best keep doin` the shit we do,
cause we don`t fuck with you
Verse 2:
[E.D.I of the Outlawz]
Now everytime is see you ass
I see the bitch in your eyes
And what a lie
Ain`t no surprise
Now you fuck with that sign
It`s a cold thing,
you got the game fuck up
Brown nose and every other nigga rich,
like a broke bitch
Excuse me miss, yeah you
You need to sit with me piss
I`ma get rich,
while you stuck in that fuck shit
Thug shit is what claim and bang
And never change
While you change
Suckin` and fuckin` for everyday
Verse 3:
[Napolean of the Outlawz]
Yeah, I see some Niggas come and go
With a fifth of Hennesy to show
When we toss hoes, we share hoes
And Niggas be frontin where the clothes go
(?)
What you spinnin` like Young Po
You hang around with the studio time
But Nigga, what the fuck is you here fo`
Can you listen, please
So you got your Glock, laid squeeze
Try like I could fuck with you
Or I have to bomb on you
Put it with your punk-ass
No heart, no light, no bitch and no care
You some Bad Boy killers
When we see y`all Niggas snatch cash
Chorus:
Verse 4:
[Young Noble of the Outlawz]
These Billy-teen-ass Niggas,
Pullin`-scheme-ass Niggas
Fiend-ass Niggas,
Shootin`-dream-ass Niggas
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, fuck y`all shit
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 fucked up
Hit the strip, get a grip Nigga
And blow some shit up
Talk fast and all ass, Nigga
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 piss
Nigga pop pass the Mack and I ain`t black
Picture that
The same Nigga that`ll die for you
When you fall get your back
It`s me, drunk as can be,
in your bitch ass
Singin` ?Stagalee?
Worry free on your bitch ass
Blast back, ask that,
snap back like some whiplash
Young cash is black packed
Slap your rap with a big guess
Chorus
