Trae & Z-Ro - Fuck Wit Yall lyrics
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Lyrics to Fuck Wit Yall : [Hook] Why y'all, wanna fuck with us We don't fuck with y'all, (fuck with y'all) Run up on us, with that nothing Nigga you gon be in the ground, (in the ground) Soldiers, united for the cash This is the battlefield (battlefield) So all that bumping gums, and talking down That shit'll get you killed (get you killed) [Z-Ro] I wake up early in the evening, roll myself a cigarillo We talk to my Guerilla Maab, niggas'll roll solo All these other rap niggas, act so PH-banish Straight up strong enough for a man, but just too weak to take the challenge And each way with display, they got no back bone They looking like jellyfish to me, about to get they back blown Cause we ride on niggas, and disguise on niggas Glock cocked we hop out, and surprise on niggas You in danger, I've never been a stranger to homicide Cause in my hood, we kill eachother just to stay alive It's Screwed, so I fuck with Rap-A-Lot but I'm still broke Can't afford to stay in the 4 Seasons, but I still smoke Why y'all niggas fucking with me, I wanna be free But jealousy and envy, be watching me planning on stopping me Fuck that, I'm a Ridgemont 4 gangsta and I bust back Southsi' for li' Familia, until I'm on my back [Hook] [Trae] I'm a bonified soldier, in the G to the T Motherfuckers be screaming murder, on T-R-A-E Everyday when I grind, I gotta get it like it's my last breath Fuck what them niggas thinking, hit my corner they mean death The youngest of the Maab, but I'ma stomp like a big dog Presidential be hating, now my glock saying fuck y'all Ro pass the word, let me show em how it go Cause I ain't playing with bitches, I'm disposing all of my foes We M double A-B, S-L-A-B till I'm dead Everynight I be on the edge, with a pump onside of my bed Going retarded, cause niggas take this game for a joke Eternally burning, I'm bout to put this bitch up in smoke They must be on dope, thinking the court of law gon resolve it If my brother Dinkie was here, I swear to God he would bomb it Rest in peace to my niggas, that we lost in the field For real, disrespect it and you gon fuck around and get killed [Hook] [Z-Ro] Never slipping whether I'm smoking, and I'm dranking or not Raising so much hell in the streets, niggas thinking demons is hot Is in our blood it's in our body, it's in our soul You Jesus don't let me click, cause if I lose it I might stroll Right up on them Presidential niggas, read em they rights Revenge or retaliation, or motherfucking gun fight Now you done fucked with me, so it's a must that I fuck with you How you gon sue me, and you bootlegging dude [Trae] Niggas be smoking, how the fuck you gon fuck with the Maab I been repping since '96, from the booth to the Boulevard We work hard paying dues, in this god damn game And these broke ass bitch niggas, wanna roach off the name Can't give a fuck about your team, or give a fuck if you was paid The only thing I give a fuck about, is locked up in a cage And I'm meaning what I scream, ain't no way to shut me up Till you put me in a grave, and nigga I don't give a fuck I'm a asshole [Hook] Fuck with y'all... In the ground... Battlefield... Get you killed... [ Fuck Wit Yall Lyrics on http://www.lyricsmania.com/ ]
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