Fuckin' Around

[Chorus]

Y'all niggaz keep fuckin around

Fuckin around, fuck around get stuck in the ground

I ain't no bustas, y'all niggaz better stop fuckin wit me

[Kase 1]

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 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 niggaz first

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

Slap that bitch on the third

Nigga 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 niggaz 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 understand when the motherfuckin crack is staying

[Chorus]

[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 nigga who ain't feelin this rhyme

And ain't feelin this vibe

To many niggaz goose necking my ride

But o.k. My A.K. fully

Y'all niggaz watch how you step to me

And y'all young niggaz 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 nigga what made you disrespect a nigga

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

Nigga rat to the cracker yep they'll protect ya but one day fuck nigga I'm

gon catch ya

[Chorus]

[Young Jeezy]

Been got my B's got my cheese

Fuck nigga you don't play wit G'

Cock back aim and squeeze

Now ya ass on the ground wit the trees

My ole boy didn't raise no snitch

My ole girl didn't raise no bitch

You outta line I'll kill you bitch

Now 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 o's in the trap a lot

Fuck nigga I got crip for days

Slip n Slide wit dem boys from Dade

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

Look dog we'll take ya bricks

Fuck you nigga I hope it's worth it

Spray ya ass like a job from perfect

Gay man suck a dick A-T-L, Dade County and Trick

[Chorus]

[T.I.]

Y'all suck ass niggaz 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 nigga say on the beat

Look I'ma G that's sayin the least

From trappin to sprayin the heat to wearin the key

Instead of all that attention you were payin to me

You should have been mindin ya business and keepin it pimpin

But I know most niggaz ain't built like that

Just know old niggaz get killed like that

You don't wanna fuck around wit Tip like that

Look Flip when the body bag zip that's that

Niggaz wanna talk shit and cock deuce

Wit this fully automatic Mack 10s start shootin

So you can run hide and tell lies if you want to

But when I fuck around and run up on you what you gon' do