I Ain’t to be f*cked With lyrics

by

Master P


[CMT]
Yo man since we got all yall motherf*ckers
In the house Ya know what im sayin
All yall need to kick a f*cking freestyle Ya know what im sayin
Let these motherf*ckers know whats up ya know what im sayin

[Silkk]
Its the silkk and I ain't to be f*cked with
Untouchables got my back so mark ass n*ggas can't touch this
Quick to fade a motherf*cker if they want some drama
So, I pack my f*cking truck and n*ggas falling like dominoes
Bring the world ??? more homicide
You ask why cause a n*gga have a n*gga ready to drop
Get caught for jealing just a n*gga to life
Didn't even blink I made his ass think twice
17 years old, but its more like im 8
Cause half of my time was done behind the gate
I did what I had to do but now this sh*t is done
Selling rocks on the spot shooting dice with my only f*ck it
To jack a motherf*cker grab my gat out of the car
To catch a n*gga at a red light bust his ass out his car
So come on give up your sh*t I popped his ass in his dome
You can't keep your sh*t n*gga now, cause now im going home
You should of gave it up and now your f*cked b*tch
You now next time I ain't be f*cked with
[Calli G]
You better run you motherf*ckers but you can't hide
Cause 3 times today, ya'll do these f*cking walk by's
In 92 was the debut for the west
Its 93 and I did motherf*cking came back
Im underratted undereducated
Black bald by the system, but theses n*ggas still made it
And I dont give a f*ck about the next man
Im either rolling in my benz or seeling cocain
So I like serving the dope fiends
But if they run up on me they better come clean
Cause I ain't the one to take a short
Your lessons learned ???
So if I go for my gat you better delt quick
The name is Calli and I ain't to be f*cked with!

[C-Murder]
I put my pistol to your mouth and blow your brains out
Shootin' first killing n*ggas in they own house
Its like a blast from the past, so watch yo ass
Gat to your back so give me all your f*cking cash
I check your nuts and get your ass a gat G
Cause if I die im talking n*ggas with me
I was born to kill thats what my people say
Never thought I'd ever live to see another day
Thats why a motherf*cker had to take it to the streets
Cause if I didn't slang homie then I wouldn't eat
So im on the set f*cking over dope fiends
Hustling on corners with my Glock im like a bad dream
But if a n*gga try to clown its like a death wish
Glock to your dome I dont give a f*ck b*tch
And if you shoot first n*gga you better kill me
Cause ill hunt your stupid ass with a gat G
Boy you better leave my motherf*cking city
A day's done start getting real sh*tty
Im looking in your eyes as I watch ya die
Dont cry motherf*cker kiss your ass goodbye
Cause when I kill I feel so uplifted
Cause when it comes to killin' im so gifted
So keep f*cking with me boy is what im hopein'
You be bleeding on the ground with you eyes open
I know you with they had life after death n*gga
You should of know I was quick to squeeze the trigger
I grab my gun and put my hands on my f*ckin' di*k
And let you n*ggas know I ain't's to be f*cked with
[Master P]
Popping and poppin' and poppin' and poppin' sh*t on your ass b*tch
I dont give a f*ck cause the P dont take no bullsh*t
CMT will start the track now I drop your ass
I got you hooked on the dope now wheres my f*cking cash
Now you walking on a tight rope
But if you stumble and fall motherf*cker there goes your ass broke
Cause I stick to your ass like some crazy glue
And I guess I could kill a motherf*cker when theres nothing else to do
I guess im kind of f*cking sick, cause ill blast any n*gga
And ill slap any b*tch
I kill this motherf*cker trying to f*ck with me
Thats was in 85 they found his ass in 93
So you better think twice when you step to me
This ain't T.V. this is real live jepoardy
And if you play with my money then your ass is toe up
Do something to your family make your stupid ass throw up
So don't trip when you cut the f*cking lights on
And walk in the house and find them dead with they heads gone
Homicide might find my fingerprints on a ski-mask
But if they looking for the victims try the garbage bag
Now you know im like manson
Never left the scene of the crime im in the next room dancing
Slow dancing with the f*cking sawdoff
Waiting for you to come in the room to blow your balls off
Now your killed by a lunatic
And with your blood on the wall I ain't to be f*cked with!
[Sonya C]
Night killing ?? when im breaking them down
Kicking the real sh*t from the motherf*cking underground
Nine in my hand I shoot your ass quick
f*ck the police cause im a motherf*cking gangsta b*tch
Oakland, Cali is the city where I started from
Out on a murder charge cause I play dumb
But I remember putting the Glock to the b*tch back
She said she didn't have no money I said f*ck that
To make the long story short I blasted the b*tch
And took ?? and now im on the freeway
In this dead b*tches car with no f*cking lisence plate
Cause Sonya C outhear any b*tch get the message
I ain't to be f*cked with!

[Master P]
Oh oh yeah I gotta tell these punk motherf*ckers
Something else you know what im saying
The no limit mafia is cold chillin in this b*tch
The real untouchables with Sonya C we ain't to be f*cked with
You know what im saying we ain't playing this year
Yo Sonya C you got something to say before we leave this motherf*cker

[Sonya C]
Yeah I got something to tell em "I Ain't To Be f*cked With"
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