Whyuwnnafckwitme
[Chorus x3]:
Why-why they wanna fuck wit' me?
[Verse 1: Mr. Blacc]:
2020 in the game still pressin' my luck
Riskin' penitentiary time, all about my buck
About that old mighty dolla, in cash I trust (In cash I trust)
I got a bullet for you fuck niggas, go ahead and run up (What up, nigga?)
Hits turn like subpoenas, took lead to get got (Yeah)
Fuckin' with Mr. Blacc and get your whole crew touched
Not on two broke niggas, naw, not a good look (Not a good look, nigga)
'Cause when a punk get to starvin', he robbin' rook? (Uh)
Checkin' me what be for practice, you must beat the hook (You must beat the hook, nigga)
'Cause I ain't got shit for you but hot lead and thud (Yeah)
And I been in the hood like crime (huh), hoodies and crooks
And I ain't reached this status of my God-givin' looks, let's go
[Chorus x3]
[Verse 2: Spice 1]:
You mothafuckas be trippin'
When I dump on you mothafuckas, I'mma unload the cli-c-clip in (Blaow, blaow!)
Can't none o' you mothafuckas be a better mothafucka than me (Me)
Before I put one up in yo' head, I'mma pop yo' ass up in the knee (Mothafucka)
I be rollin' with my mothafuckin' strap on the side o' me
I told you mothafuckas, don't be fuckin' with the East Bay G (G)
You might be thinkin' I'm sayin' "mothafucka" too many times
But I can say what the fuck I want to, nigga, 'cause this my rhyme
It's my time, it's my grind, it's my shine, I'm gleamin' (I'm gleamin'!)
With my nigga Mr. Blacc and we strapped with the bea-beam in
50 caliber pistal, speak the goddess? of fishal?
Dumpin' your body up in the Bay and it's never fished out
[Chorus x3]
[Verse 3: ?]:
I'm a G (I'm a G)
And I'm a mob figure, rose with a AP (AP)
And I'm a cold nigga, you don't wanna play me
Snatch ya ass up like the AT (Nah)
I'm a street playmate
Spice 1, I'm a East Bay gangsta
Strike 1, you're fuckin' with the wrong one (Wrong one)
Knock ya ass down wit' your own gun (Rrra)
[Why they wanna fuck wit' me?]
Stupid (Stupid)
Eazy-E, I do errything ruthless (Ruthless)
And fuck who you rock with
Call Mr. Blacc through and get to knockin' out the cockpit
[Chorus x3]
[Outro]:
Yeah, shout out to the mothafuckin' police, my baby's mama, all them punk-ass niggas on the other side, huh, bitch-ass niggas, this one's for you, you fuck with real niggas, you fuck nigga, my nigga Deal?, Spice 1, Thug World, B's out here's, bitch, Mr. Blacc, Roseville, let's go
Why they wanna fuck wit' me? [x3]
