Tre-8 – I Don't Fuck With U Lyrics

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[Tre-8]
If I was to see you at the red light walkin'
Strugglin', stuck the fuck out
I'd blow the horn, turn the radio up and peel the fuck out
Leave you stranded, you don't understand it, I don't fuck with you
Ain't nothin' you could do to make me fuck with you
You two-faceded like a siamese twin
You fuck with me, then you fuck with them
Stirrin' up shit between us and them
What's a friend for? I been in more shit with you than an enemy
You steady befriendin' me, then turn around sayin' you kin to me
Simply I wanna knock your head off
I dap ya off when you come around
Smilin' in my face just to play it off
Don't wanna waste it all, my time in your life so shype
I stay my distance, so you won't have to come up missin'
Listen, you pissin' me off faw, with that shit you be pullin'
You best to run with your life, before you get that bitch tooken
I'm lookin' at'cha hard cuz you're givin' me bad vibes and funny feelings
I wanna grab ya by your neck and SQUEEZE til' you stop livin'
I don't fuck with you

[Tre-8]
See you the kinda nigga that come around when the good times rollin'
And be the first nigga to leave when the weed stop blowin'
Showin' your true identity, obviously you wanna be down
But when a nigga pockets down that's when you're hard to be found
Wanna clown, giggle, and cheese, bitch stop showin' your teeth
Wanna get ass off of me, tellin' hoes you know me
So we can go chill together? Never, don't you ever
Ever, ever, ever, tell hoes you know me
I put that on my gold teeth, fool we don't get down like that
You sayin' you was just bullshittin', but we don't clown like that
Respect it, I ain't gone sweat it, I expect it from you
That ain't the only ho shit niggas like you try and do
Ya see through when niggas see you we put out the blunts
Try to tune your ass out cuz we know you bout to stunt
Wanna come around here, with all that fake ass shit
Prolly talkin' about somebody you was just with
Playa hatin' ass bitch
I don't fuck with you

[Tre-8]
Somebody just told me you was around here, talkin' my business
Sayin' what I was about to do, playa hatin' like bitches
And it's a shame, you think it's a game but I ain't playin' wit'cha nigga
You make me wanna frame a T-shirt wit'cha God damned picture
Get'cha fucked up, you lucked up, your Mama's so nice
Cuz I'd put it in your life, and you know that, right?
You the type, to throw the brick and hide your hand
Go to jail and find a man
It's your type I just don't understand
You'z a woman man
Female ways in a man body
I don't like ya brah, and you probably feel the same about me
But doubt me, and get'cha fuckin' issue straight split
I see the ho in you, cuz you been a bitch
It's fixin' to get dirty, ya heard me? You better go ask Percy
He told me from day one not to fuck with you turkeys
Most certainly he was right, but I didn't know you was the type
You act like a bitch who need dick in her life
And I don't fuck with you

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