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  • Letra I Don't Fuck With You (feat. Outlawz, DMG &… de Geto Boys Ranking:
  • featuring DMG Gotti Outlawz



    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



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