[Chorus: Trick Daddy]
Y'all n***as keep fuckin' around, fuck around, fuck 'round get stuck in the ground
I ain't no busta, see, y'all n***as better stop
Fuckin' wit me
[Verse 1: Kase 1]
I hit the clown in the dirt
Jump on the top wit a drop that n***a down in the dirt
The first n***a quick to get it first
Call the paramedic's cause the police be stealing from the hearse
I aim it at ya hat when I burst
If I don't get a Grammy I'm headed at the rat n***as first
And I'm back full of perk strap on the curb
Slap that bitch on the third
N***a done caught wit a slur
Can't see shit but a blur
Crank up that Chevy let her purr
We all from the curve
Bitch n***as runnin up nerve
I ain't gon' let you die
And I tag a man
Said you runnin from the hood and I'm Pakistan
Bitch I'm a motherfuckin jacka man
And I'ma stay when the motherfuckin crack is staying
[Verse 2: Trick Daddy]
Y'all motherfuckers better run cause we got bombs
Plus we got guns that take off arms
Got a 4.4 that shoot the door and got buck loads of that 84
And like John Doe, hit ya city
Start killing every n***a who ain't feelin this rhyme
And ain't feelin this vibe
To many n***as goose necking my ride
But o.k. My A.K. fully
Y'all n***as watch how you step to me
And y'all young n***as back the fuck up
And don't make me act the fuck up
Cuz it a another war
I'll kill every motherfucker that y'all know
That's yo ma, pa, sister n law
Yo daddy, yo dog and yo hoe
Now I ain't claim to be a saint
And no gotdamn serial killer
I just wanna know my n***a what made you disrespect a n***a
What you thought I was buster, sucker, a rapper or actor
N***a run Jimmy Cracker, yep they'll protect ya but one day fuck n***a I'm gon' catch ya
[Chorus: Trick Daddy]
Y'all n***as keep fuckin' around, fuckin' around, fuck 'round get stuck in the ground
I ain't no busta, see
Y'all n***as better stop fuckin' wit me
Y'all n***as keep fuckin' around, fuckin' around, fuck 'round get stuck in the ground
I ain't no busta, see, y'all n***as better stop
Fuckin' wit me
[Verse 3: Jeezy]
Yee ain't got my B's, got my cheese
Fuck n***a you don't play wit a G
Cock back aim and squeeze
Now ya ass on the ground wit the trees (that's right)
My ole boy didn't raise no snitch (uh uh)
My ole girl didn't raise no bitch (nah)
You outta line I'll kill you bitch
Now put that shit on my chick (let's go)
Bet I pull 'bout 26 bitches (uh huh)
Got a verse in 26 inches (damn)
On the concrete n***a (Ayyyyy)
Gotta lace on the concrete n***a (that's right)
I ain't from Houston but I rap a lot
Break down o's in the trap a lot
Fuck n***a I got crip for days
Slip N Slide wit dem boys from Dade (what up Trick)
305 to the 404
G shit, we'll take ya hoe
Look dog we'll take ya bricks (uh huh)
Then go cop some candy shit
Fuck n***a I hope it's worth it
Spray ya ass like a job from perfect
Gay n***a suck a dick, A-T-L, Dade County and Trick
[Chorus: Trick Daddy]
Y'all n***as keep fuckin' around, fuckin' around, fuck 'round get stuck in the ground (oh)
I ain't no busta, see
Y'all n***as better stop fuckin' wit me (tell 'em)
Y'all n***as keep fuckin' around, fuckin' around, fuck 'round get stuck in the ground (oh)
I ain't no busta, (ay) see
Y'all (ay) n***as (ay) better stop (ay)
Fuckin' (ay) wit me
[Verse 4: T.I.]
Y'all suck ass n***as keep playin' wit me
Fuck around see me wit A.K. in the streets
Start bussin' makin' motherfuckers lay in the streets
All cause of what a n***a say on the beat, look
I'ma G that's sayin the least from trappin' to sprayin' the heat to weighing a key
All the attention you was payin' to me, you should've been mindin' ya business and keepin' it pimpin'
Know most n***as ain't built like that just know hoe n***as get killed like that (that)
You don't wanna fuck around wit Tip like that, look Flip when the body bag zip, that's that (that)
N***as wanna talk shit then cop deuces when this fully automatic Mac-10 start shoot
So you can run, hide, tell lies if you want to but when I fuck around and run up on you what you gon' do
[Chorus: Trick Daddy]
Y'all n***as keep fuckin' around, fuckin' around, fuck 'round get stuck in the ground
I ain't no busta, see
Y'all n***as better stop fuckin' wit me
Y'all n***as keep fuckin' around, fuck around, fuck 'round get stuck in the ground
I ain't no busta, see, y'all n***as better stop
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I ain't no busta, see
Y'all n***as better stop fuckin' wit me
Y'all n***as keep fuckin' around, fuck around, fuck 'round get stuck in the ground
I ain't no busta, see, y'all n***as better stop
Fuckin' wit me
