Dont Start sh*t Pt. 1 lyrics

[Verse 1]
I'm drinkin n' thinkin' and I'm sanking in my chair
The finger's on the trigger, in my left is some Everclear
The .45 by my side is nickel plated
These n*ggas they wanna' f*ck with me they end up with a handicapped licensed plate
Kinfolk by my side
Three n*ggas died, no lie, when we did the last motherf*ckin' drive-by
I've been kicked out every school in South Memphis
Tommy Wright ain't sh*t nice, because I tote their pistol
Somebody's gettin' blast if they pass the breakin' line
I don't reach in the ditch
But you ain't comin' back like Frankenstein
Illin' for a killin' it ain't gotta' be at midnight
n*gga like Tommy Wright, I take yo' life in broad day light
I'm packin' a pistol, slang the dope in my trunk by the gram
I don´t like TEC-9's because they're gettin' jammed
Just give me somethin' small and compact, to shoot a b*tch
And if you don't start no sh*t it won´t be no sh*t

[Chorus]
Don't start no sh*t, won't be no sh*t
Don't start no sh*t, won't be no sh*t
Don't start no sh*t, won't be no sh*t
Don't start no sh*t, won't be no sh*t

[Verse 2]
The night's still young, I got my gun I hit the street
Slip on a jimmy head, two or three, when I toss on a freak
I'm feelin' kinda sick so I'm in need for a remedy
f*ck night NyQuil, I get healed by the chicken, G
Fall up to the club I´m full of bud straight to the bar
Metal detector so I left the gat in the car
Walked to see a couple motherf*ckers I'm down with
Tell 'em watch my back just in case I got stared at
Bumped into a couple n*ggas and put my beeper in my pocket
And took of my rope, because these n*ggas are starting to jock it
Tapped my n*gga on the shoulder tell him keep his eyes peeled
n*ggas step up to get their rep up they are getting killed
Bumpin' and pushin' another shoe goes in my back
Lil bald head n*gga they came with three more n*ggas in a Llac
But I ain't baggin' down we are starring at each other
Who gon' make the first move
I'm ready to hurt the motherf*cker
Got behind him gangsta walking
Hit him in his jar
Put me knee in the back then the trick started to fall
A gangster walked on his head
He jumped with the quickness
He put his shoulder on mine I said "Take care of yo' business"
My boys got behind me, he couldn't find his click
Don't start no sh*t, b*tch, it won't be no sh*t
[Chorus]
Don't start no sh*t, won't be no sh*t
Don't start no sh*t, won't be no sh*t
Don't start no sh*t, won't be no sh*t
Don't start no sh*t, won't be no sh*t