Fckn Wit Me

I got a front back and side view
You ain’t the police I ain’t got to lie to you
Check me out got a lot of views
This music sh*t paid a lot of dues
Better tighten up better get a clue
Say it’s a marathon I’m tryin' to get ahead of you
Stay fly like the red white and blue
South side Orlando since '92
Look at all the bull sh*t I’ve been thru
E-man homie you know who
Smoked out with Smoke One, Nutty, Ju
Blowin' loud with them chico’s too
Wadler boom boom, Tun and the crew
Lump in the cut I thought you knew
Zeek, J-bo and Leani, dude
Roc, MJ, and Slim Dogg too
When I ain’t had shit (Hold Up)
You wasn’t fckn wit me (Nahh)
When I was on my Dicc (F*ck Ya)
You wasn’t fckn wit me (Nahh)
Police on my Dicc (F*ck Ya)
You wasn’t fckn wit me (Nahh)
Now I’m on my sh*t (Hold Up)
You ain’t fckn wit me (Nahh)
On the Trail broke no kush to smoke
Ain’t sh*t funny but I’m tryin' to joke
In the streets with police ho’s and dope
There’s a lot of hate but I love the «O»
Man I love my dawgs man I love the streets
Dopetrackz in your ear like Dre beats
Stayed in the yo, came out a beast
Now I’m like the King, got plenty Heat
F*ck you if you my enemy
Kiss my ass, Human centipede
We ballin' don’t give up the lead
Grind like you got jits to feed
This N.E.P till I D.I.E
Don’t need I. D you know bout me
Caught felonies but kept it G
Now I’m on my sh*t you can’t f*ck wit me
When I ain’t had shit (Hold Up)
You wasn’t fckn wit me (Nahh)
When I was on my Dicc (F*ck Ya)
You wasn’t fckn wit me (Nahh)
Police on my Dicc (F*ck Ya)
You wasn’t fckn wit me (Nahh)
Now I’m on my sh*t (Hold Up)
You ain’t fckn wit me (Nahh)