[Chorus]
I'm a f*** around and kill yo a**
I'm a f*** around and kill yo a**
f*** around and kill yo a** (say what)
I'm a f*** around and kill yo a**
[Trick Daddy]
I'm having a supper with some lonely m***********
Some little boney m***********
You killed my homie m***********
So what a real n**** 'posed to do
Get ghost and kill every b**** close to you
And you probley gone kill me if I ain't careful
Probley gone d*** near me if I ain't careful
Now you f****** with the wrong n****
I'll follow you home n****, ready to pull the m************ trigger
Cause I ain't f****** with nobody, owe nobody
Need nobody but my shottie
See all my ex-friends was ex-cons, most of them dead and gone
Therefore I'm ridding for 'em
I'm putting holes in you c*********
I'm closing shop on your block with this glock sucker
Won't be no serving on this corner
Won't be no hanging, swanging, swerving on this corner
I gives a f*** about your homie
You can play crazy if ya want to, but ya p**** when I get up on ya
But when these blades go to chopping, n***** gone be dropping
And vertebras going to be rocking
And I'm a..
[Chorus]
[Trick Daddy]
I gives a f*** that you getting do
I gives a f*** bout your hoe, gives a f*** bout who she know
Ain't no joking in my game, don't get chained,
and slanged about my cocaine
I know some n*****, who want to smoke,
He want some hotter green and a quarter head for that c**e
Won't be no jacking while I'm stacking
Won't be no slapping, no laughing, or no m************ macking
Just me and my workers in a circle,
And ain't nobody and hiding 'round cause if they is I got to hurt ya
And if it's worth it we'll dirt ya,
I know ya strapped so I'm wait for I search ya
I know ya scared, and you gonna get it, and I can feel yo a**
Put this thing inside your head and I'm kill yo a**
[Chorus x4]
I'm a f*** around and kill yo a**
I'm a f*** around and kill yo a**
f*** around and kill yo a** (say what)
I'm a f*** around and kill yo a**
[Trick Daddy]
I'm having a supper with some lonely m***********
Some little boney m***********
You killed my homie m***********
So what a real n**** 'posed to do
Get ghost and kill every b**** close to you
And you probley gone kill me if I ain't careful
Probley gone d*** near me if I ain't careful
Now you f****** with the wrong n****
I'll follow you home n****, ready to pull the m************ trigger
Cause I ain't f****** with nobody, owe nobody
Need nobody but my shottie
See all my ex-friends was ex-cons, most of them dead and gone
Therefore I'm ridding for 'em
I'm putting holes in you c*********
I'm closing shop on your block with this glock sucker
Won't be no serving on this corner
Won't be no hanging, swanging, swerving on this corner
I gives a f*** about your homie
You can play crazy if ya want to, but ya p**** when I get up on ya
But when these blades go to chopping, n***** gone be dropping
And vertebras going to be rocking
And I'm a..
[Chorus]
[Trick Daddy]
I gives a f*** that you getting do
I gives a f*** bout your hoe, gives a f*** bout who she know
Ain't no joking in my game, don't get chained,
and slanged about my cocaine
I know some n*****, who want to smoke,
He want some hotter green and a quarter head for that c**e
Won't be no jacking while I'm stacking
Won't be no slapping, no laughing, or no m************ macking
Just me and my workers in a circle,
And ain't nobody and hiding 'round cause if they is I got to hurt ya
And if it's worth it we'll dirt ya,
I know ya strapped so I'm wait for I search ya
I know ya scared, and you gonna get it, and I can feel yo a**
Put this thing inside your head and I'm kill yo a**
[Chorus x4]