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joe far & white smoke - can’t fw us lyrics

[intro: joe far]
uh, uh!

[verse: joe far]
i don’t really know, why you’d try to step to me
i’ll just bust a flow, show you who i be
crazy little hick, with an eighty inch d+ck
hanging out my shorts on the court, you can’t miss
the size of pride, b+tch i ride, i would die, i took time with the slide, working actions and i
stock a ruger, from the barrel i will shoot ya’, nightmare movies freddy krueger
i’m a living lex luther to your clark kent, with my super powers
every single hour i could shower you with louder
beats, raps, and rhymes it’s like candy to a kid
in this land we talking biz’, i don’t f+ck with stupid sh+t
i just rip it, then it is what it is, how it is too
colder than an eskimo, i’ll burn down your igloo
sick flu, makes you cough just like a b+tch do when she spit too
my wrist full like a pitbull, when he snacks on snack food
yeah my raps do, turn a key to a power tool
i was moving on like hours do
and i had to keep it straight, living on the edge like i hang with the snakes
teaching all these lessons then i’m gon’ sever your snape
gon’ get better, great
from this point on, i’m giving one ten on each and every song
[chorus: joe far, white smoke & montana corleone]
can’t f+ck with us
can’t f+ck with us
can’t f+ck with us
can’t f+ck with us

[verse: white smoke]
you p+ssies gonna bite, rmg for life, i’ll never be a quitter i be doing it right
bring my knife to a gunfight i’m walking out alright, no scratches, so no trouble when i’m sleeping at night
reflexes cat like, dodging bullets left and right, k!lling out of spite
if you steppin’ i can tell you that, you ain’t really bright
and then i’ma bust a cap in ya’ wig, blow it back, you fell right in my trap
hear the gun clack, pick up your bl++dy cap
run away, light a match, light you up, fall to ash
stupid r+t+rd, we’ll put you in the e.r
slice you every single time, the beat hits hard
a dead body looking like an autopsy, in the trunk of my car
losing oxygen, i can see your eyes wobbly, you’re covered in scars
the blood still dripping from the gash in your heart
i may have taken this far, yet you’re the one who stepped
i said you’d regret, now i’m stuck behind bars
hand me the mic b+tch, let me walk on the set
i’m raking in the bread, while i’m rapping ’bout your death
the walls are pouring red, i had to get this off my chest
so i took to my pad, and i showered it with lead
yeah
[chorus: joe far, white smoke & montana corleone]
can’t f+ck with us
can’t f+ck with us
can’t f+ck with us
can’t f+ck with us

[verse: montana corleone]
yeah i’m smoking on this pack to calm my nerves, so stop askin’
i can see how the f+ck you coming, i don’t need no f+ckin’ glasses
got some money now they won’t quit askin’
she can’t tell if i f+ck with her, cause i play it passive
i get it fast, boy you’re moving like molasses, big gold chain, boy that mother f+cker massive
got the blunt chiefing, i ain’t even gon’ pass it, creepy hoes asking me where the stash is
cash rules everything around me, p+ssy i’m alone, i feel surrounded
fifty times two p+ssy, i’m one hundred (uh), slaying dragons in my dungeon
smoking on the devil, and it’s pungent, i turn the heat up to a hundred
everybody know me, know i’m f+ckin’ bout my sh+t
james harrison in this f+ckin’ b+tch hit ’em all from the blind side with a f+ckin’ blitz (aye)
f+ckin’ with my side gal on valentine’s day, f+ckin’ on your shawdy cause she mine
you’s would prolly f+ckin’ lose your mind
steve nash dropping all these dimes, coolin’ with my doggie, that my slime
valentine’s day, f+ckin’ on your shawdy cause she f+ckin’ mine
(ugh)
you’s would prolly lose your mind

[modified chorus: joe far, white smoke & montana corleone]
you can’t f+ck with us

- joe far white smoke lyrics

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