F**ckin' around

(Chorus)

Yall niggas keep f**kin around

F**kin' around, f**k round get stuck in the ground

I ain't no busta see, yall niggas better stop f**kin wit me

(Young Jeezy)

I hit the clown in the dirt

Jump on the top wit a drop that nigga down in the dirt

The first nigga quick to get it first

Call the paramedics 'cause the police be stealing from the herse

I aim it at ya hat when I burst

If I don't get a grammy I'm headed at the rat niggas first

And I'm back full of perk strap on the curb

Slap that bitch on the third

Nigga done caught wit a slurr

Can't see shit but a blurr

Crank up that Chevey let her purr

We all from the curve

Bitch niggas runnin up nerve

I ain't gone let u die

And I (?) Tag a man

Said u runnin from the hood and I'm packistan

Bitch I'm a mutha f**kin jacka man

And Understand when the mutha f**kin crack is stayin

(Trick Daddy)

Yall mutha f**kers better run 'cause we got bombs

Plus we got guns that take off arms

Got 4,4 that shoot the do' and got buck loads of that 84

And like John Doe, hit ya city start killing every nigga who ain't feelin' this rhyme

And ain't feelin' this vibe

To many niggas goose neckin my ride

But okay my A.K fully

Yall niggas watch how u step to me

And yall young niggas back the f**k up

And don't make me act the f**k up

'cause it al' be another war

I'll kill every mutha f**ker that yall know

Thats yo' ma,pa, sister in law

Yo' daddy yo dog and yo hoe

Now I ain't claim to be a saint

And no got damn serial killer

I just wanna know my nigga what made u disrespect a nigga

What u thought I was a buster, sucker, a rapper, or actor

Nigga rat to the cracker yep they'll protect ya but one day f**k nigga I'm gone catch ya

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(Kase 1)

Been got my B's got my cheese

F**k nigga u dont play wit a G'

Cock back aim and squeeze

Now ya ass on the ground wit the trees

My ol' boy didn't raise no snitch

My Ol' girl didn't raise no bitch

U outta line I'll kill u bitch

Not put that shit on my chick

Man I pull bout 26 bitches

Gotta perk shit 26 inches

On the concrete nigga

Gotta lace on the concrete nigga

At least when I rap a lot

Break down hoes in the trap a lot

F**k nigga I got crypt for days

Slip n' Slide wit them bnoys from Dade

305 to the 404, G' shit we'll take ya hoe

Look dawg we'll take ya bricks

Then u gone cop some candy shit

F**k nigga I hope it's worth it

Spray ya ass like a job from (?)

Came here to suck a dick ATL Dade county and Trick

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(T.I.)

Aye,aye yall suck ass niggas keep playin wit me

F**k around see me wit a A.K on the streets

Start bussin makin mutha f**kers lay in the streets

All 'cause of what a nigga say on the beat

Look, I'm a G' thats sayin the least

From trapin to sprayin the heat to wearin the key

Instead of all that attention u were payin to me

U should of been mindin ya business and keepin it pimpin

But I know most niggas ain't built like that

Just know old niggas get killed like that

U dont wanna f**k around wit Tip like that

Look Flip when the body bag zip thats that

Niggas wanna talk shit and cock duce

Wit this fully automatic Mack 10's start shootin

So u can run high and tell lies if u want to

But when i f**k around and run up on u what u gone do

(Chorus)