Luyện nghe bài hát I Don't Fuck With You

d]
Flip flop ass
Ah
Geto boys and
Recognize the mob
I don't with you
So put hands on me

Yeah best said by homeboy d
cross to mexico
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I don't fuck you

That's smooth hidin'
dirty motherfuckers
That you thought was
Do you me
d]
I fuck with you

I what's happenin' with that
All the
Let me take y'all niggas back to incident

1:
[gotti of fifth ward (fwc)]
Nigga you full of
now what is this, trick
Some new
from yo hottub piss
Nigga I do it
Fuck here with you
Oh, I puke, do
That's on you,
You 'em hard dog
And ho went hard,
You betray hard,
You fraud, brought

Now on means, things stay out my
You oughta play, like space
niggas foul, runnin' off at the mouth
He talkin' loud, all of infront the
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Dog, I knew this nigga,
We to roll, roll
I his life, right
But he was shot at,
He burned his greed,
I his wig, shit
He met the
Cause I'm the realest

[dmg of
You niggas came ridin' through
(I fuck with you)
Heard the lavish we do
(I don't fuck you)
a finger to my crew
(we don't with you)
For suck a dick you blew,
Cause we don't with you
Hey bitch, you the things we do
(I don't fuck you)
Scared if I hit you, you sue
(I fuck with you)
You you gang can bang a new
(I don't fuck you)
But best keep doin' the we do,
Cause we don't with you

2:
[e.d.i of the
Now is see you ass
I see the in your eyes
And a lie
Ain't no
Now you fuck that sign
It's a thing,
You got the game up
Brown and every other nigga rich,
Like a broke
Excuse me miss, you
You need to sit with me
get rich,
While you stuck in that fuck
Thug shit is what and bang
And change
While you
Suckin' and for everyday

3:
[napolean of the
Yeah, I see some niggas and go
With a of hennesy to show
When we hoes, we share hoes
And niggas be where the clothes go
(? )
What you like young po
You hang around with the time
But nigga, what the fuck is you fo'
Can you listen,
So you got your glock, laid
Try I could fuck with you
Or I have to on you
Put it with punk-ass
No heart, no light, no and no care
You some bad boy
When we see y'all niggas snatch

4:
[young of the outlawz]
billy-teen-ass niggas,
Pullin'-scheme-ass
niggas,
Shootin'-dream-ass
I mean, why anybody sound like pac
But it up, be on way
gay-assed on anything
Stay to the saga
Drama bring karma, karma bring
y'all
all the job did
Darkness, y'all shit
we the hardest
Nasty new street
So ease out you nuggets,

5:
[kastro of the
Beg down, I a young bug
Don't get it up
Hit the strip, get a grip
And blow shit up
Talk and all ass, nigga
You ain't got no
Don't trick yourself out your
You to hide in the cup
up
Come on at your boy, real quick
I hard times,
And make it out when I piss
Nigga pop the mack and I ain't black
Picture
The same nigga die for you
When you fall get back
me, drunk as can be,
In your ass
Singin' ?
Worry on your bitch ass
back, ask that,
Snap back like whiplash
Young cash is packed
your rap with a big guess