I Don’t f*ck With You lyrics

[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
[Scarface]
Yeah best said by homeboy Willie D
Triple cross to Mexico
[Willie D]
I don't f*ck with you
[Scarface]
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
[Scarface]
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
[Scarface]
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 I see yA ass
I see the b*tch in your eyes
And wanna lie
Ain't no surprise now you f*ck with that side
It's a cold thing, you got the whole 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 when you p*ss
I'mma get rich
While you stuck in that f*ck sh*t
Thug sh*t is what I claim and bang and never change
While you change, suckin' and f*ckin' for every thang
[Verse 3: Napolean of the Outlawz]
Yeah, I see some n*ggas come and go
With a fifth of Hennessey 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
Since you got your Glock, let it squeeze
Try not to f*ck with you
Hope I don't have to bomb on you
Pull it with your punk-ass
No heart, no light, no b*tch and no care
We some Bad Boy killers
When we see 'em, n*ggas snatch cash

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[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 they own way
Y'all gay that's on anything
Stay tuned to the saga
Drama bring Karma, Karma bring charges
Whipin' y'all
Completely off the job did
Darkness, f*ck y'all sh*t
Cause we the hardest
Nasty new street regardless
Two heats to your noggin', faggot
[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 cut
What's up
Come and holla at your boy, real quick
I swallow hard times
And make it come out when I p*ss
n*gga pop pass the Mac 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
On 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 back, back-slap your raps with a big gat

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