Lyrics:

Back up wait a minute
Why you looking at me like that
Do you really wanna trip or you flip in the script
Do you wanna rap with a nigga
Or bang is a whoop in a rip
I don't eva want us to come the bust and shots, nigga misery cant produce enough cops and a'
Don't know if you wallin' or what?
All you wanna do is free stopping cop
Fan or Foe I don't really know
Off at the show niggas they know
But I look light, was a good night and i was looking like a mutha fukka wanna jack all me doe
Come up to me
My kids would be chillin'
Betta think twice I'm a 5-6 villain
All they wanna talk about
I did it
When I did it
Man I thought I was gonna get a bullet in a minute
You Should be care full how you walk upon us
Got a bonus for all the opponents if they want it
I kno they wait for Tecca Ninna moments
Till' the opponent be poppin' up and hes you don't it
We don't if they be tripin' or not (NO)
Probably cuz all of them live on the block
When you rapping niggas know what you got
Toughest ever, when you up on the top
Show some respect when you approach me
Don't you be mugging me
Might have that drug in me
Plug in a nigga, for nearly shrugging me
Ain't nothing wrong with people peeping,Geeking
Where the man hoe
But the grandma so bama, stama
I don't know if you fan or foe

[Chorus Repeat 2X]

We be tripin', we can go
Peeping like hes seeking doe
Want the doe or want to go
I dont know if you fan or foe
I dont know if you fan or foe
I dont know if you fan or foe
Easy, hang and speak and brawl
I don't know if he fan or foe

Now be easy how you speakin' bro
T-Nutty the young flow he can don't be jokin'
Show yo ass and you'll be walkin' off with it broken
Run up on muthafuckas in the open
Makin'em shut up wolfin' with that hoe shit
Fuck the shananigans nigga you fake as a manikin' thinkin' you slicker that lotion
Back off wait a minute, why you lookin' at me like that?
I'm just a nigga with a little bit of fame
But if you get to trippin' then I'm givin' up my gang never catch me slippin' you can get it out your brain mane
Fan or foe sucka nigga try to get his hands on my dough,
But if you really want it come on and try to get on it you can be the opponent chokin' with hands on ya throat
Man I'm a loc, one that pack rounds from Sac Town better watch out for the blao blao black out, black out, black out, black out, "dddah"
Stay with my killers that be knockin' noodle wakin' the game up like a cockadoodle think you gone catch me slippin' at a show, nut factor click is slick as Chaka Zulu I see through you with all that fake shit, you filled with hatred hopin' and wishin' you was my replacement comin' so vicious you gone have to face it and try to taste it, cause I laced it like a tennis shoe and I been a fool
like C-Bo mentioning X-Rated but this a different interview factors up nigga
[Chorus Repeat 2X]

Living a bee a bad idea
If it never go home again
Nigga looking at me
Like imma chicken dinner
Looking back at niggas
Like a shot of hennessy
So i gotta carry the four
I don't really know though
Cuz they walking past me
Giving me the eye
When they past me they be asking
When you new shit coming out
At tha picture house
They be huddled up and i think i might pick one out get tha nigga bigger than me
For tha trigger to see
If he tough enough
Make it what he trying to be
But he aint bad though
Dont know how to approach a vulture
Get to close how im post up

Can't even live in peace
And when I eat with my peeps in the place
You in my face with your mixtapes
And if I ain't tryin' to listen to it
We get it to it
If I'm off of that fluid
Then its time to do it

Uhhhh...Cuz a nigga from out south out the mouth
Your girl be loving me giving me mouth to mouth
(yea)
But it aint fair that the music gotta do on what you wanna do when you aint there.


And if too softly, softy when you see me out you betta get out off me

[Chorus Repeat 2X]