You Can't Fuck With Us
Too $hort
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[Noreaga ad libs for the first 18 seconds] [Chorus 2x: Petey Pablo + N.O.R.E.] Can't f*ck with us! Every car that we in Can't f*ck with us! You see it's somethin like a sin Can't f*ck with us! Man, you gotta show love Can't f*ck with us! Pimp player gangster or thug [Verse One: N.O.R.E.] Yo, I'm Too $hort to bitches, fuckin with Poppalicious Nore holdin it down and bust biscuits (buck buck buck) New York crime scene things get risk-us (uh oh) Until I fuckin grow them old man whiskers, I'ma stay on the block like Rocky, I'm papi Throwin batteries in the sock and rock aqui Noreaga plus I got my Famous Player card Himalaya, who the mayor, bitches St. Bernard - shit Stuck in love, since you got doo-doo Until I met Good Game and Pimp JuJu Taught me how to sell mooshu, in a Azuzu Go hard, thinkin you hard, I'm Monster Cody-ium At the Hip-Hop Summit, catch 'em at the podium But yo, you know how that go, gotta make the papes so Pimpin on a bitch hard, never catch a case doe Boot to your side, to your back, to your face [Chorus] [Verse Two: Petey Pablo] As I'm rollin with my homey down on the side Petey Pab', Short Dawg in a low-ride 'Bout to take a trip up to the Eastside Whattup Nore? Give your boy half on a hoe pie I love to rock the crowd Take my shirt off, let my chest bounce around Got missin for a minute but I'm back now Time to give some of these sissies here the hush mouth You've been waitin and anticipatin oh-so-long Starvin like Marvin for a Petey song Tired of Carolina bein stepped on, stepped over Next time, I'ma get the award Or I'ma beat the nigga ass who won I ain't gon' wait for the camera to cut I'ma light him up Dem jab, right cross, dem uppercut Y'all niggaz can't f*ck with us, a huh huh, huh huh [Chorus] [Verse Three: Too $hort] I'm doin donuts at the light, I ain't got no sense I drive crazy, cause they can't stop no pimp On my way to nowhere, drivin hella fast And everytime I see a cop, I give it hella gas I swerved doin 40 in a curve But I whiffed them other suckers still smokin on my herb Man I got this, now I'm doin 60 on a backstreet Knowin this hound wants to lick me She won't give up, I keep goin You wonder how these old-ass hoes keep hoein It's the game; that's what I put in these women From the beginnin to the endin That's why these old-ass pimps keep pimpin And these broke-ass hoes be limpin Cain't get right, fucked up your life Nigga mad he ain't ballin tonight [Chorus] [Too $hort] (Can't f*ck with us!) Can't f*ck with me (Can't f*ck with us!) Can't f*ck with the real ones nigga (Can't f*ck with us!) Lil beotch (Can't f*ck with us!) Can't f*ck with a real G (Can't f*ck with us!) They can't f*ck with us man (Can't f*ck with us!) (Can't f*ck with us!) Don't even try it (Can't f*ck with us!) Nah nah nigga, this ain't for you
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Written by: MOSES III BARRETT, TODD ANTHONY SHAW, JON SMITH
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