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I'm a fuck around and kill yo ass

I'm a fuck around and kill yo ass

Fuck around and kill yo ass (say what)

I'm a fuck around and kill yo ass



[Trick Daddy]

I'm having a supper with some lonely motherfucker

Some little boney motherfucker

You killed my homie motherfucker

So what a real nigga 'posed to do

Get ghost and kill every bitch close to you

And you probley gone kill me if I ain't careful

Probley gone damn near me if I ain't careful

Now you fucking with the wrong nigga

I'll follow you home nigga, ready to pull the motherfucking trigger

Cause I ain't fucking with nobody, owe nobody

Need nobody but my shottie

See all my ex-friends was ex-cons, most of them dead and gone

Therefore I'm ridding for 'em

I'm putting holes in you cocksucker

I'm closing shop on your block with this glock sucker

Won't be no serving on this corner

Won't be no hanging, swanging, swerving on this corner

I gives a fuck about your homie

You can play crazy if ya want to, but ya pussy when I get up on ya

But when these blades go to chopping, niggas gone be dropping

And vertebras going to be rocking

And I'm a..



(Chorus)



[Trick Daddy]

I gives a fuck that you getting do

I gives a fuck bout your hoe, gives a fuck bout who she know

Ain't no joking in my game, don't get chained,

and slanged about my cocaine

I know some niggas, who want to smoke,

He want some hotter green and a quarter head for that coke

Won't be no jacking while I'm stacking

Won't be no slapping, no laughing, or no motherfucking macking

Just me and my workers in a circle,

And ain't nobody and hiding 'round cause if they is I got to hurt ya

And if i