
fws - tec lyrics lyrics
[intro]
b+tch, i been there, what, you forgot? p+ssy+ass n+gga
see, when you lay around there, take a shill off a b+tch n+gga
they go to hidin’, they ain’t ’bout no violence, ain’t got no bodies
[verse 1]
same n+gga from the trenches. i was on shade jumpin’ fences
ain’t have money for a outfit, all i had was my glizzy
make it ball like hd whenever it’s time to stand on business
ask p3, pass down the same street in a drop+top bentley
used to throw back yellow bars ’til they called me bart simpson
i done jump out cars with them rods, left ’em empty (come here)
b+tch, you ain’t never whack sh+t, ain’t gon’ send ’em
it sound good on instrumental
b+tch, i smack sh+t like i’m pimpin’
no dolomite, the kat williams
i done ran me up some change, they forgot how lou livin’
drop it on your brain since you feel like you brillaint
1+800, call on us, we never run, we boss sh+t up
sticks turn sh+t into dust
don’t think it’s up? then call my bluff
sh+t, f+ck with somethin’, let me see you f+ck with somethin’ then
swim in a pool of blood, tell your dog dive in
[chorus]
lil’ whoadie, i done fought the feds
n+gga, f+ck with somethin’ then
lil’ whoadie tryna get ahead, n+gga, f+ck with somethin’ then
you got into it, your brother dead
sh+t, f+ck with somethin’ then
your pop’s shootin’, what, you scared?
n+gga, f+ck with somethin’ then (what up?)
[verse 2]
you lil’ boys got picks, y’all ain’t never napped sh+t (sh+t)
make ’em close shop with the whole block, get they trap blitzed
ain’t goin’ back and forth with a n+gga, we pull up and spray his sh+t
on two separate occasions, night time or broad day his sh+t
plus, i put ’em in that blender, put that on that nasty
fold them like a fruit roll+up and stomp ’em to the pavement
crashed on them like that high speed chase up in that c8
cutter ttopped them, i ain’t pay a dollar, caught him on the freeway
[chorus]
lil’ whoadie, i done fought the feds
n+gga, f+ck with somethin’ then
lil’ whoadie tryna get ahead, n+gga, f+ck with somethin’ then
you got into it, your brother dead
sh+t, f+ck with somethin’ then
your pop’s shootin’, what, you scared?
n+gga, f+ck with somethin’ then (what up?)
[outro]
f+ck with somethin’ then
let me see you f+ck with somethin’ then
f+ck with somethin’ then
let me see you f+ck with somethin’ then
b+tch, go f+ck with somethin’
go f+ck with somethin’ then (dj finesse)
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