I Don't F* with You

Intro：

[willie d]

Flip flop ass *************s

Ah yeah

Geto boys and outlawz

Recognize the mob *************

I don't ************* 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 ************* with you

[scarface]

That's some smooth hidin'

Lowdown dirty mother******s

That you thought was cool

Do you know me

[willie d]

I don't ************* with you

[scarface]

I know what's happenin' with that

All the hoes

Let me take y'all *************s back to this incident

Verse 1:

[gotti of fifth ward circle (fwc)]

************* you full of *************t

************* now what is this, trick

Some new *************t

Straight from yo hottub piss

************* i don't do it

************* 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 *************s foul, runnin' off at the mouth

He talkin' loud, all of infront the crowd

[willie d]

Dog, i knew this *************, 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, *************t

He met the gravedigger

Cause i'm the realest *************

Chorus:

[dmg of facemob]

You *************s came here ridin' through

(i don't ************* with you)

Heard the lavish thing we do

(i don't ************* with you)

Shook a finger to my crew

(we don't ************* with you)

For suck a ************* until you blew,

Cause we don't ************* with you

Hey *************, you like the things we do

(i don't ************* with you)

Scared if i hit you, you might sue

(i don't ************* with you)

You swear you gang can bang a new

(i don't ************* with you)

But best keep doin' the *************t we do,

Cause we don't ************* with you

Verse 2:

[e.d.i of the outlawz]

Now everytime is see you ass

I see the ************* in your eyes

And what a lie

Ain't no surprise

Now you ************* with that sign

It's a cold thing,

You got the game ************* up

Brown nose and every other ************* rich,

Like a broke *************

Excuse me miss, yeah you

You need to sit with me piss

I'ma get rich,

While you stuck in that ************* *************t

Thug *************t is what claim and bang

And never change

While you change

Suckin' and ******' for everyday

Verse 3:

[napolean of the outlawz]

Yeah, i see some *************s come and go

With a fifth of hennesy to show

When we toss hoes, we share hoes

And *************s be frontin where the clothes go

(?)

What you spinnin' like young po

You hang around with the studio time

But *************, what the ************* is you here fo'

Can you listen, please

So you got your glock, laid squeeze

Try like i could ************* with you

Or i have to bomb on you

Put it with your punk-ass

No heart, no light, no ************* and no care

You some bad boy killers

When we see y'all *************s snatch cash

Chorus:

Verse 4:

[young noble of the outlawz]

These billy-teen-ass *************s,

Pullin'-scheme-ass *************s

Fiend-ass *************s,

Shootin'-dream-ass *************s

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, ************* y'all *************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 ****** up

Hit the strip, get a grip *************

And blow some *************t up

Talk fast and all ass, *************

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

************* pop pass the mack and i ain't black

Picture that

The same ************* that'll die for you

When you fall get your back

It's me, drunk as can be,

In your ************* ass

Singin' ?stagalee?

Worry free on your ************* ass

Blast back, ask that,

Snap back like some whiplash

Young cash is black packed

Slap your rap with a big guess

Chorus