CHORUS

If you ain't from my hood you can get from round here (X4)



I don't know them niggas (X2)

I don't fuck with them niggas

I don't know them hoes

I don't fuck with them hoes



[Project Pat]

I know this sucka from the suburbs

Cool with this other motherfucker on the outskirts

Tried to get Project Pat caught up in this shizurb

Since you niggaz hate then your plan didn't wizork

On that ATL tattle tale to my bizurbs

Say you saw me with anotha gal now don't be scared

Man you might as well throw in your towel youse a fake thug

Face to face I shoot you in your mouth

Cuz ain't no love say you from the north memphis ten but I doubt that

Stick ya'lls noze in others folks affairs we ain't bout that

Weak motherfucker wanna stare when you see me

Couldn't wait to snitch punk

Bitch you wanna be me

Gotta pay some dues but my shoes to big for ya

Don't be out here trying to claim my hood I don't know ya

Turn state niggas ask if you was a roller

Police ass nigga watch your mouth I done told ya

Weak ass boy



CHORUS



Still out to get paid down for lucha leray

Fuck all the bullshit and he say she say

Those who oppose me shall get no leway

Lying on real niggas end up in gun play

Punk mutherfucker you gonna hear this and feel me

Smile in my face really wanna kill me

Thats if you had heart to pull the trigga

Catcha murda charge I don't think so my nigga

Weak ass hoes play games like they killas

Always runnin mouth braggin on they niggas

? did and I did not have no dough

No fresh clothes cuz a playa was real poor

I was locked up 2 to 1 wearing bo bo's

Playin dominos shooting dice big ol afros

Now I'm on the tow