F**ckin' Around

Track byTrick Daddy

  • 2004.10.26
  • 3:43


(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 Cant see shit but a blurr Crank up that Chevey let her purr We all from the curve Bitch niggas runnin up nerve I aint 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 aint 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 (Chorus 2x) (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 didnt raise no snitch My Ol' girl didnt 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 (Chorus) (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 aint 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)


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