Fuckin' Around

[Chorus] Why'all niggas keep fuckin around Fuckin' around, fuck round get stuck in the ground I ain't no busta see, why'all niggas better stop fuckin wit me [Young Jeezy] I hit the clown in the dirt Jump on the top wit a drop that nigga down in the dirt The first nigga quick to get it first Call the paramedics 'cause the police be stealing from the herse I aim it at ya hat when I burst If I don't get a grammy I'm headed at the rat niggas first And I'm back full of perk strap on the curb Slap that bitch on the third Nigga done caught wit a slurr Can't see shit but a blurr Crank up that Chevey let her purr We all from the curve Bitch niggas runnin up nerve I ain't gone let you die And I (?) Tag a man Said you runnin from the hood and I'm packistan Bitch I'm a mutha fuckin jacka man And Understand when the mutha fuckin crack is stayin [Trick Daddy] Why'all mutha fuckers better run 'cause we got bombs Plus we got guns that take off arms Got 4,4 that shoot the do' and got buck loads of that 84 And like John Doe, hit ya city start killing every nigga who ain't feelin' this rhyme And ain't feelin' this vibe To many niggas goose neckin my ride But okay my A.K fully Why'all niggas watch how you step to me And why'all young niggas back the fuck up And don't make me act the fuck up 'cause it al' be another war I'll kill every mutha fucker that why'all know That's yo' ma,pa, sister in law Yo' daddy yo dog and yo hoe Now I ain't claim to be a saint And no got damn serial killer I just want to know my nigga what made you disrespect a nigga What you thought I was a buster, sucker, a rapper, or actor Nigga rat to the cracker yep they'll protect ya but one day fuck nigga I'm gone catch ya [Chorus: x 2] [Kase 1] Been got my be 's got my cheese Fuck nigga you don't play wit a G' Cock back aim and squeeze Now ya ass on the ground wit the trees My ol' boy didn't raise no snitch My Ol' girl didn't raise no bitch You outta line I'll kill you bitch Not put that shit on my chick Man I pull bout 26 bitches Gotta perk shit 26 inches On the concrete nigga Gotta lace on the concrete nigga At least when I rap a lot Break down hoes in the trap a lot Fuck nigga I got crypt for days Slip n' Slide wit them bnoys from Dade 305 to the 404, G' shit we'll take ya hoe Look dawg we'll take ya bricks Then you gone cop some candy shit Fuck nigga I hope it's worth it Spray ya ass like a job from (?) Came here to suck a dick ATL Dade county and Trick [Chorus] [T.I.] Aye,aye why'all suck ass niggas keep playin wit me Fuck around see me wit a A.K on the streets Start bussin makin mutha fuckers lay in the streets All 'cause of what a nigga say on the beat Look, I'm a G' that's sayin the least From trapin to sprayin the heat to wearin the key Instead of all that attention you were payin to me You should of been mindin ya business and keepin it pimpin But I know most niggas ain't built like that Just know old niggas get killed like that You don't want to fuck around wit Tip like that Look Flip when the body bag zip that's that Niggas want to talk shit and cock duce Wit this fully automatic Mack 10's start shootin So you can run high and tell lies if you want to But when I fuck around and run up on you what you gone do [Chorus]