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tre 8 - i don't fuck with u lyrics

[tre-8]
if i was to see you at the red light walkin’,
strugglin’, stuck the f-ck out,
i’d blow the h-rn, turn the radio up and peel the f-ck out,
leave you stranded, you don’t understand it, i don’t f-ck with you,
ain’t nothin’ you could do to make me f-ck with you,
you two-faceded like a siamese twin,
you f-ck with me, then you f-ck with them,
stirrin’ up sh-t between us and them,
what’s a friend for? i been in more sh-t with you than an enemy,
you steady befriendin’ me, then turn around sayin’ you kin to me,
simply i wanna knock your head off,
i dap ya off when you come around
smilin’ in my face just to play it off,
don’t wanna waste it all, my time in your life so shype,
i stay my distance, so you won’t have to come up missin’,
listen, you p-ssin’ me off faw, with that sh-t you be pullin’,
you best to run with your life, before you get that b-tch tooken,
i’m lookin’ at’cha hard cuz you’re givin’ me bad vibes and funny feelings
i wanna grab ya by your neck and squeeze til’ you stop livin’,
i don’t f-ck with you

[tre-8]
see you the kinda n-gg- that come around when the good times rollin’,
and be the first n-gg- to leave when the weed stop blowin’,
showin’ your true ident-ty, obviously you wanna be down,
but when a n-gg- pockets down that’s when you’re hard to be found,
wanna clown, giggle, and cheese, b-tch stop showin’ your teeth,
wanna get -ss off of me, tellin’ hoes you know me,
so we can go chill together? never, don’t you ever,
ever, ever, ever, tell hoes you know me,
i put that on my gold teeth, fool we don’t get down like that,
you sayin’ you was just bullsh-ttin’, but we don’t clown like that,
respect it, i ain’t gone sweat it, i expect it from you,
that ain’t the only hoe sh-t n-gg-s like you try and do,
ya see through when n-gg-s see you we put out the blunts,
try to tune your -ss out cuz we know you bout to stunt,
wanna come around here, with all that fake -ss sh-t,
prolly talkin’ about somebody you was just with,
playa hatin’ -ss b-tch,
i don’t f-ck with you

[tre-8]
somebody just told me you was around here, talkin’ my business,
sayin’ what i was about to do, playa hatin’ like b-tches,
and it’s a shame, you think it’s a game but i ain’t playin’ wit’cha n-gg-,
you make me wanna frame a t-shirt wit’cha god d-mned picture,
get’cha f-cked up, you lucked up, your mama’s so nice,
cuz i’d put it in your life, and you know that, right?
you the type, to throw the brick and hide your hand,
go to jail and find a man,
it’s your type i just don’t understand,
you’z a woman man,
female ways in a man body,
i don’t like ya brah, and you probably feel the same about me,
but doubt me, and get’cha f-ckin’ issue straight split,
i see the hoe in you, cuz you been a b-tch,
it’s fixin’ to get dirty, ya heard me? you better go ask percy,
he told me from day one not to f-ck with you turkeys,
most certainly he was right, but i didn’t know you was the type,
you act like a b-tch who need d-ck in her life,
and i don’t f-ck with you

- tre 8 lyrics

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