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[Chorus: DJ Paul]


Who the fuck you playing with


Who the fuck you playing with


Who the fuck you playing with


Who the fuck you playing with





Nigga get hard boy and get smacked like a bitch


Bitch get hard hoe and get wooped like a nigga





Who the fuck you playing with


Who the fuck you playing with


Who the fuck you playing with


Who the fuck you playing with





Nigga get hard boy and get smacked like a bitch


Bitch get hard hoe and get wooped like a nigga





[Lil` Wyte]


Aw shit


They done fucked up and unleashed the beast


My lyrics flowing with danger and without love for the streets


I have to pay attention to everything that I say


Cause this punk ass bitches and faggots take this shit the wrong way


So I`ma lay my cards out face up so you can see them


Leave your bottom dollar on you cause all you will be needing


Grip you glock call your shots


Grip your nuts and call the cops


When it is ana I don`t see that there is any reason to stop





[DJ Paul]


You see I just got the pistol grip AR-15


And it is still shooting them fucking 2-2-3`s


From 200 yards I still got my enemies


Hit your pineapple make a bitch nigga bleed


My marty griffin shooting 5 football fields


50 cal some (pause) don`t want to feel


With my berretta C-X-4


Rung your doorbell


Pop your ass through the door


Bitch





[Chorus]





[Juicy J]


I done told you cowards I ain`t going for that shit


That you talk on your mix tape


He say she say bullshit


Radio play


Niggaz all on the air


Talking about Hypnotize ain`t pay them ain`t fair


Check your contract and tell them where your funds at


Balling out in ATL smoking weed


And sipping on that cognac


Ain`t no bitch bitch I`ma have to tell you


Ain`t no rapper no nigga in a gang or a group


Gonna stop this playa from getting my cheese


If I`m selling coke keys or chronic pounds of weed


What you know about standing in a courthouse


About to get judged by twelve white folks life sentence


What you know about niggaz in the hood ain`t change


If you turn your back your main nigga put it to your brain


What you know about dissing on a cd that`s old


Cause I told you bitches I ain`t going no more





[Chorus]





[Crunchy Black]


If a bitch talk shit


She can suck a nigga dick


If a nigga wanna fight


He can bring the fucking shit


Nigga know who I`m with


Triple motherfucking six


You can think that I am playing but I ain`t playing bitch


I can give it to you slow


I can give it to you quick


If you bitches want some more


Then come and get and get it bitch


Got a whole bunch of bullets


And I promise I will spit them


Niggaz know C-B from the one-hitter quitter





[Frayser Boy]


Know some real


Know some fake


Got some love


Got some hate


Know some with it


Know some cowards


Some smoke weed


Some snort powder


Some ride Chevys


Some ride Lacs


Some sell pills


Some sell crack


Some they thieves


Some they killers


Bay Area attack


Have no biz if you wanna killer make your fucking move


Dammit jeers when I get you nigga doing what I do


Get my point across when I mask up and ride out


Pack your bags smash the gas best bet to hide out


Bitch





[Chorus]

[Chorus: DJ Paul]


Who the fuck you playing with


Who the fuck you playing with


Who the fuck you playing with


Who the fuck you playing with





Nigga get hard boy and get smacked like a bitch


Bitch get hard hoe and get wooped like a nigga





Who the fuck you playing with


Who the fuck you playing with


Who the fuck you playing with


Who the fuck you playing with





Nigga get hard boy and get smacked like a bitch


Bitch get hard hoe and get wooped like a nigga





[Lil` Wyte]


Aw shit


They done fucked up and unleashed the beast


My lyrics flowing with danger and without love for the streets


I have to pay attention to everything that I say


Cause this punk ass bitches and faggots take this shit the wrong way


So I`ma lay my cards out face up so you can see them


Leave your bottom dollar on you cause all you will be needing


Grip you glock call your shots


Grip your nuts and call the cops


When it is ana I don`t see that there is any reason to stop





[DJ Paul]


You see I just got the pistol grip AR-15


And it is still shooting them fucking 2-2-3`s


From 200 yards I still got my enemies


Hit your pineapple make a bitch nigga bleed


My marty griffin shooting 5 football fields


50 cal some (pause) don`t want to feel


With my berretta C-X-4


Rung your doorbell


Pop your ass through the door


Bitch





[Chorus]





[Juicy J]


I done told you cowards I ain`t going for that shit


That you talk on your mix tape


He say she say bullshit


Radio play


Niggaz all on the air


Talking about Hypnotize ain`t pay them ain`t fair


Check your contract and tell them where your funds at


Balling out in ATL smoking weed


And sipping on that cognac


Ain`t no bitch bitch I`ma have to tell you


Ain`t no rapper no nigga in a gang or a group


Gonna stop this playa from getting my cheese


If I`m selling coke keys or chronic pounds of weed


What you know about standing in a courthouse


About to get judged by twelve white folks life sentence


What you know about niggaz in the hood ain`t change


If you turn your back your main nigga put it to your brain


What you know about dissing on a cd that`s old


Cause I told you bitches I ain`t going no more





[Chorus]





[Crunchy Black]


If a bitch talk shit


She can suck a nigga dick


If a nigga wanna fight


He can bring the fucking shit


Nigga know who I`m with


Triple motherfucking six


You can think that I am playing but I ain`t playing bitch


I can give it to you slow


I can give it to you quick


If you bitches want some more


Then come and get and get it bitch


Got a whole bunch of bullets


And I promise I will spit them


Niggaz know C-B from the one-hitter quitter





[Frayser Boy]


Know some real


Know some fake


Got some love


Got some hate


Know some with it


Know some cowards


Some smoke weed


Some snort powder


Some ride Chevys


Some ride Lacs


Some sell pills


Some sell crack


Some they thieves


Some they killers


Bay Area attack


Have no biz if you wanna killer make your fucking move


Dammit jeers when I get you nigga doing what I do


Get my point across when I mask up and ride out


Pack your bags smash the gas best bet to hide out


Bitch





[Chorus]

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