Don't Mess

歌詞

(The moral of that story is Don't mess around and get yo ass stomped) (The Godfather Rock) (Yeah, yeah, yeah - yeeaaaah) Boo-Yaa funkin it up (Don't mess with) Boo-Yaa funkin it up (Don't mess with) Boo-Yaa funkin it up (Don't mess with) Booooooooo-Yaa! Yeah (Yeah) (Come on) (Posses better step back) (Tell em what it is) (VERSE 1: Ganxta R?dd) Don't mess with a riot, we're prisoners of emotion How politicians figure they have the potion? But I'm the witch doctor, I came to rock ya (And if it don't work) Then I'm gonna sock ya Don't need violence, but violence is here Listen up close and put on a riot gear Cause Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E. is comin up hard (What you think about the posse? ) I think we see in a graveyard I'm the rap criminal, comin from my limo Every lyric I say, I write it down on my memo The MC in command, my A.K. ?? they banned?? Me and you one on one, Ganxta R? dd still stand I never dirty my back, I never ever get jacked On stage (cause he carries a gat) .44's large, I got a big bodyguard The rap mafia Godfather Rock is in charge You don't mess With that Boo-Yaa funk (The Godfather Rock) (Yeah, yeah, yeah - yeeaaaah) Boo-Yaa funkin it up (Don't mess with) Boo-Yaa funkin it up (Don't mess with) Boo-Yaa funkin it up (Don't mess with) Booooooooo-Yaa! I'm gonna tell you only once (Yeah) Yo loc Pass me that second clip, homeboy I can do this (Tell em what we about) (VERSE 1: Ganxta R?dd) Don't mess with a dopedealer, makin transactions Cause makin money is their satisfaction Sellin drugs is the way they survive Smokin drugs is the way they die So who's the main killer, the pusher or the user? You figure it out, I'm not here to accuse ya Cause I'm a dope dealer, slingin records Makin records, breakin records, settin records So now you know what time it is You don't mess with the stuff, you can't hang with this I'm a pusher, a killer, never to be followed (To all you posses) 187 with a beer bottle So how you figure, the R?dd behind the trigger Huh, you try to run, I hunt you like a ninja Cause I'm so quick (how quick?) like lightning To MC's the R?dd is so frightening They keep askin me (R?dd, what you writin?) A letter to the posse who comin in here fightin So like dope dealer would say You shortstop, my customer get sprayed with the A.K. You don't mess Homeboy (The Godfather Rock) (Yeah, yeah, yeah - yeeaaaah) Boo-Yaa funkin it up (Don't mess with) Boo-Yaa funkin it up (Don't mess with) Boo-Yaa funkin it up (Don't mess with) Booooooooo-Yaa! I'm gonna only say it once Come on (Yeah) You think they're ready for the last one? (I don't know) Bring on that clip, homeboy (That one was too funky) (Give it to em anyway) (Come on) (VERSE 3: Ganxta R?dd) Don't mess with the boys in black when your ass get tapped By Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E., the mafia of rap Life of last (lane) never been delayed Commit a crime on stage and still get paid Makin dollars to holler, your posse's to follow The T.R.I.B.E. get bigger, your posse get smaller Your lyrics is scratched, your record is dubbed You ask what's the funk hypin up the club Boo-Yaa funkin it up Then you turn to your lady as you say it again Boo-Yaa funkin it up Yeah Don't mess with a bullet when the trigger is pulled You don't mess with the T.R.I.B.E. when we act a fool The Godfahter Rock TE, once he starts snappin O.M.B. on the bass, he starts slappin R?dd start rappin, my T.R.I.B.E. start cappin Your posse plays it up, I say, "Yo, what happened?" Now they got me in a cell, but they fail I still got E.K.A. and Don-L raisin hell Put down my mic, I got L.A.'s best Most wanted stays R?idd, takin over the west Always been loc'ed since the day we was born We peel a cap like a monkey peels a orange Tear your ass up with my lyrics of death Put down my mic in case you run out of breath Roll your ass up and tell you to leave Like the last record company who didn't believe But that's okay, because the going gets tough You don't mess with this stuff So how you like us now? How ya like us now? Homeboy They gonna funk to this They have to I'm gonna only tell you once You don't mess with Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E. (DJ EZ Mike cuts up) (Don't mess around and get yo ass stomped)