What the f*ck lyrics

by

Trillville


[Lil Scrappy]
It's so groovy n*gga, ay Lil Jon, hand me the beat n*gga
Show these n*ggas, what it really is, BME click, it's goin down tonight
This for everybody in the club you kno the street
That wanna kno what the f*ck goin on in dis b*tch

[Chorus]
What the f*ck is goin' on
What the f*ck is goin' on
That n*gga eyein' me
That n*gga eyein' me
f*ck n*gga eyein 'me
He keep on eyein' me
What the f*ck is goin' on
What the f*ck is goin' on
That n*gga tryin' me
That n*gga tryin' me
f*ck n*gga tryin' me
He keep on tryin' me

[Verse 1]
f*ck the bullsh*t, beat that ass to the flo'
He twistin' and he shakin' like a got damn ho
Don't run or bat me, always tryin' to attack me
Destroy your brain cells, from the heads I be clappin'
I'll buck all day, I'll buck all night
Damn right I beat ya ass, in the got damn fight
Don't stand so close, getcha damn nose broke
Tryna gimme dap when you see me, b*tch you ain't my folk
You be tryin me, I'm a thug ass G
Come and switch ya sidewayz, I'ma ???
Thug straight trappin, 'til I get rich off this rappin
I ain't got no friends, gotta watch who's heads I be snappin?
Flippin' and flappin' at the mouth, yeah its off the chain
Spit pimpin on a real b*tch, just to get brain
What the f*ck is you tryin me for
I ain't no b*tch, I ain't no lame ho

[Chorus]
What the f*ck is goin' on
What the f*ck is goin' on
That n*gga eyein' me
That n*gga eyein' me
f*ck n*gga eyein 'me
He keep on eyein' me
What the f*ck is goin' on
What the f*ck is goin' on
That n*gga tryin' me
That n*gga tryin' me
f*ck n*gga tryin' me
He keep on tryin' me

[verse 2]
What the f*ck is goin on
I beat the f*ck out ya ass, and run ya b*tch ass home
I'ma young thug n*gga, I ain't no f*ckin joke
If I ain't no lame n*gga, what the f*ck you eyein' for
Talkin all that sh*t, b*tch take it outside
Pop ya bout 3 times, now ya turn clockwise
I ain't playin, I done been tried
Damn near took a life, used to call me chuckie
Cuz I stabbed a man wit a knife, my life
Tatted on my neck, so you best respect
We thug stylin BME, leavin hoes pus*y wet
All our ?? n*ggas ball, I don't thank no b*tch
I gotta hoe in the car, that'll get up in this sh*t
I'm gone and p*ssed off, my brains and nerve lost
I carry my own coffee, you spill you get tossed
And last but not least, b*tch quit tryin me
You ain't got no business mothaf*ckin eyein me

[Chorus]
What the f*ck is goin' on
What the f*ck is goin' on
That n*gga eyein' me
That n*gga eyein' me
f*ck n*gga eyein 'me
He keep on eyein' me
What the f*ck is goin' on
What the f*ck is goin' on
That n*gga tryin' me
That n*gga tryin' me
f*ck n*gga tryin' me
He keep on tryin' me
What the f*ck is goin' on
What the f*ck is goin' on
That n*gga eyein' me
That n*gga eyein' me
f*ck n*gga eyein 'me
He keep on eyein' me
What the f*ck is goin' on
What the f*ck is goin' on
That n*gga tryin' me
That n*gga tryin' me
f*ck n*gga tryin' me
He keep on tryin' me

[Verse 3]
Hataz dress to impress, but they missed a spot
It takes chest to distress the longevity pot
But I gotta 380 ready, keep ya eyes up off me
Keep ya eyes off my di*k, and get ya own damn money
You bony mothaf*cka getcha head split right open
I do it in the street, and leave ya neighborhood spoken
And they hopin that the mothaf*ckin war is over
These lyrics so diverse that a click-clack and break ya shoulder
I done rolled up on the southside of the 'A'
If you keep lookin, I'ma bust ya ass in the face
I ain't gon bless, I'ma just make an example
All that unloyal sh*t, gon getcha f*ck ass ???
When I c*ck back, my piece is gonna sound like BAM
Hit ya ass so hard, the f*ckin crowd say damn
"You just got knocked the f*ck out"
That's the way we do n*ggas that be eyein in the south

[Chorus]
What the f*ck is goin' on
What the f*ck is goin' on
That n*gga eyein' me
That n*gga eyein' me
f*ck n*gga eyein 'me
He keep on eyein' me
What the f*ck is goin' on
What the f*ck is goin' on
That n*gga tryin' me
That n*gga tryin' me
f*ck n*gga tryin' me
He keep on tryin' me

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