Team Up lyrics

[Intro : Ice Cube]
Damn, I gotta do sometin'
Oh yeah, it ain't over motherf*ckers


[Hook:]
You b*tches better team up
You b*tches better team up
Cause one on one you ain't f*ckin with me
Cause one on one you ain't f*ckin with me
Cause one on one you ain't f*ckin with me
You b*tches better team up
Cause one on one, you b*tches better team up

[Verse 1:]
I hear that woofin, ya'll all barkin
Little n*ggas, the gang is small talkin
Molly though, higher than word off
Orchestratin beefs even muslims couldn't call off
I ain't goin hard bout it, ya'll all soft
Nerf ballin n*gga, what that car cost?
You and yo b*tch, ass will get smacked quick
On tracks you getting lap quick, hit that switch
Time to turn it up on these marks
n*ggas talkin hood sh*t, well meet me at the park
And the prize is yours, n*gga you the one
Throwin from the shoulders, I don't need a gun
Smoking all day like I don't need a lung
Every dog got his day but, well this could be your one
Ask your home boy, today what that bout
He whooped that ass so bad thought he got packed out
[Hook:]
You b*tches better team up
You b*tches better team up
Cause one on one you ain't f*ckin with me
Cause one on one you ain't f*ckin with me
Cause one on one you ain't f*ckin with me
You b*tches better team up
Cause one on one, you b*tches better team up

[Verse 2:]
pus*y pus*y, hell yea it's on
So glad to me sweaters better than yo songs
So keep on selling it
Play Pac and I Coachella him
Hologram that
Real n*gga sh*t – this the soundtrack
Circus in the chain for the clown at
Yo b*tch give me brain and I pound that
That b*tch did you bang didn't sound that
Ooh what she came through
She was mad, telling all yo bids fool
And my show b*tch is still at the venue
And like a pistol's been thrown, what you've been through
Come on, you hoes better listen up
Pick you up, lift you up then lick you up
When it ends call a friend like b*tch wuddup?
I can't handle this n*gga by myself
[Hook:]
You b*tches better team up
You b*tches better team up
Cause one on one you ain't f*ckin with me
Cause one on one you ain't f*ckin with me
Cause one on one you ain't f*ckin with me
You b*tches better team up
Cause one on one, you b*tches better team up

[Verse 3:]
Compton for real, you ain't gotta ask n*gga
Gotta ask n*gga, gotta ask n*gga
I'm from Compton for real, you ain't gotta ask n*gga
I know yo past n*gga, I could have yo ass n*gga
And I ain't gotta say no homo sh*t
You only actin like that for the promo
My squad around, them n*ggas bounce like bozo
Me I'm on yo head ganged up or dolo
Push a cold line, n*gga it's freezing
Been on a trip, I'm just waitin on a reason
He wasn't hard to call like when it changed season
You n*ggas bout to fall, somebody like reason
I'm in the track weaving in that new 7-5 izo
Reading some tweets while that b*tch sucks sleeves though
Hard boy kid like Suzzie and P Lo
Diamond Lane, ill game
[Hook:]
You b*tches better team up
You b*tches better team up
Cause one on one you ain't f*ckin with me
Cause one on one you ain't f*ckin with me
Cause one on one you ain't f*ckin with me
You b*tches better team up
Cause one on one, you b*tches better team up
This goes out to you
This goes out to you
This goes out to you
And you and you and you
(You ain't f*ckin with me)
This goes out to you
This goes out to you
This goes out to you
And you and you and you
(You b*tches better team up)
Alright that's it, fo real