f*ck Y’all lyrics

[Chorus]
When my sh*t drop I get all the love
But f*ck y'all
When my sh*t come out it be bumpin' in all the clubs
So f*ck y'all
If you ever thought that you was goin' hard as us
f*ck y'all
f*ck y'all
f*ck y'all
And it's still f*ck the police too

[Verse 1]
You can do some corny sh*t and get paid
You can bite a n*gga swag and get laid
You can blow up or leave a sh*t stain
sh*t that I been goin' through since 5th grade
I, been smokin' weed, I been drinkin' beer
I ain't worked a real job in 6 years
My time is money
My time is f*ckin' money
So before we get started get that get that sh*t clear
Man n*ggas hardly home gotta call us on the plane
Hear em diss the Div man them n*ggas talkin' Dame
Sherm head out ya brain I can put you out ya pain
Lift a n*gga off his feet
Tell me What you know about that Blaine?
Look, man I'm walkin' Pac Div
Talkin' like I'm Pac Div
When I'm out in traffic b*tches hunt me like I'm Pac Div
Mack 10 fo' life
Bengal I got old stripes
No hype, we ain't matchin' numbers that's our old price
Cash, check, yeah scrilla
Got the strength of 10 n*ggas
Yeah I'm cool but them n*ggas is some weird pillars
In the hood to the white boys with Quiksilver
Out the park with the sh*t I think I'm Prince Fielder
When you're raw you push that thing to the limit
We just finna count profit I'm a swim in a minute
I don't speed at the limit, move how I wanna move
Knuckle head n*gga I'm a do what I wanna do
[Chorus]
When my sh*t drop I get all the love
But f*ck y'all
When my sh*t come out it be bumpin' in all the clubs
So f*ck y'all
If you ever thought that you was goin' hard as us
f*ck y'all
f*ck y'all
f*ck y'all
And it's still f*ck the police too
f*ck the police too
f*ck the police too
f*ck the police too
f*ck the police too

[Verse 2]
f*ck em, we dodge em and we duck em
Put your hand out they gon' cuff em
Guns drawn they gon' buck em dog
No discussion, they kick the door and they rush in
They heat is c*cked and they bustin'
You feed em it really means nothin' dog
These n*ggas awfully and lawful
They breakin' inside yo' crib
It just means they probably gon' rob you
They actin' holy in public but far from part the Apostle
Abusin' the constituion and quit to carve up the Gospel dog
The laws (?) supposed to be talkin' bout b*tches and weed
Money and bling those sort of things ya know?
Yeah it seems to be what's in
But when have you ever known us to do what's seems to be the trend?
I keep beastin' with the pen
Won't sell my soul to the media for spins
In this cheesy f*ckin' biz I'm out
[Chorus]
When my sh*t drop I get all the love
But f*ck y'all
When my sh*t come out it be bumpin' in all the clubs
So f*ck y'all
If you ever thought that you was goin' hard as us
f*ck y'all
f*ck y'all
f*ck y'all
And it's still f*ck the police too
f*ck the police too
f*ck the police too
f*ck the police too
f*ck the police too

[Verse 3: Kurupt]
You know that this is just to give the n*gga we was born to ball
f*ck em, you didn't know that we was on to y'all
It's hard to get along in this motherf*ckin' dead zone
Picture frame, Instagram, camera phone
Sarah Palin, b*tch white politic
Diplomatic immunity on the di*k
Corporate in the sh*t, been the sh*t, venomous
Innocent, opposite, in to get it, all of it
Into gettin' all of it
All about my business
Me and Pac insidious
You know Gotti's hideous
Young and the intelligent to motherf*ckin' idiots
Live it and experience
Y'all be on some silly sh*t
f*ck em, f*ck em
[Chorus]
When my sh*t drop I get all the love
But f*ck y'all
When my sh*t come out it be bumpin' in all the clubs
So f*ck y'all
If you ever thought that you was goin' hard as us
f*ck y'all
f*ck y'all
f*ck y'all
And it's still f*ck the police too
f*ck the police too
f*ck the police too
f*ck the police too
f*ck the police too