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body count - you're fkin' with bc lyrics

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do you know who you’re f-ckin with?

the ill n-gg-s you’re f-ckin’ with the
kill n-gg-s, you’re f-ckin’ with the
hard liquor, you’re f-ckin’ with the
b-tch d-ckas

you’re f-ckin’ with the
cash makin’, life takin’, overlord
street hustlin’, quick bustin’, snitch dustin’
body dumpin’, gage pumpin’

clean dresser, mic blesser, shallow
graves are in the desert
f-ckin’ with my n-gg-s from the central
why? you’ll die

i can make ya missin’ f-ckin’ with
the unforgiven
cop killer, blood spiller
but still a million seller

run and tell your f-ckin’ mother
body count is on the cover
of murder monthly
b-tch best back up off me

you’re f-ckin’ with bc
you’re f-ckin’ with bc
you’re f-ckin’ with bc
do you know who you’re f-ckin’ with?

ghetto dwellin’, drug sellin’ p-ssy suckin’
hard f-ckin’
drive by’n, do or die’n, b-tch smackin’
cash stackin’

switch hittin’, game spittin’, hustlin’s
how i make my livin’
hit ridin’, pit fightin’, motherf-ckin’ street
t-tan

gang related, frustrated, gun tote’n
ransom note’n
park muggin’, born thuggin’, jewelry wearer
hood terror

steppin’s where you made your error
now you’re bleedin’, heart speedin’
now you feel your life leavin’
yo, your f-ckin’ mom’s grievin’

you’re f-ckin’ with bc
you’re f-ckin’ with bc
you’re f-ckin’ with bc
do you know who you’re f-ckin’ with?

the ill n-gg-s
the kill n-gg-s

benz mashin’, club crashin’, high fashion
jewelry bashin’
child sn-tcher, hoe catcher
neck slasher

mic rippin’, set trippin’, c-ke boilin’
gun oil’n
car jackin’, head crackin’, bank robbin’
roof jobbin’

laser scope’n, hostage ropin’
known to get your safe open
shoot you in your back n-gg-
the hair trigga

banana clip loader, lapd
get my f-ckin’ folder
known killer, jaw sweller
feds dug up my f-ckin’ cellar

drama maker, law breaker, violent talker
pig stalker
shot gunner, drug runner
blowin’ up this f-ckin’ summer

handgrenade’n, home invadin’
vest wearin’, cold starin’
body count the street vets, known to get
your chest wet

you’re f-ckin’ with bc
you’re f-ckin’ with bc
you’re f-ckin’ with bc
do you know who you’re f-ckin’ with?
do you know who you’re f-ckin’ with?

the ill n-gg-s, you’re f-ckin’ with the
kill n-gg-s, you’re f-ckin’ with the
hard liquor, you’re f-ckin’ with the
b-tch d-ckas

do you know who you’re f-ckin’ with?

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