[Intro: Havoc, (Prodigy)]
Yeah... yeah... yeah (Let it go... let it go)
Yo, that's right (uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (That's right)
Oh, yeah (Check it out, tell 'em, dunn)
Oh...
[Hook: Havoc]
Y'all niggas can't fuck wit the niggas I fuck wit (uh-uh)
Really don't wanna fuck wit niggas I fuck wit (uh-uh)
Y'all niggas minor league in my eyes for real
Y'all niggas wanna pop shit? See me when ya get a record deal
Y'all niggas can't fuck wit the niggas I fuck wit (uh-uh)
Really don't wanna fuck wit niggas I fuck wit (uh-uh)
Y'all niggas minor league in my eyes for real
Y'all niggas wanna pop shit? See me when ya get a record deal
[Verse 1: Havoc]
Yo, if I sat at wrote a verse for all the niggas I hated
Most definitely, if not you, kill somebody belated
Sound foul with a subject, dunn, no women or kids
Dump you up under a bridge in a cardboard box
I'm like nothin to do wit it, believe it or not
I'm washin my hands to get bent with Henney or rock
Up in the rep bangin my chest off, pealin my socks
Niggas do it to death, I sleep with my 6 cocked
Like Henney rock, one sip, ya love it a lot
While you sleepin, I'm creapin wit the intricate plot
Cuz picture me up in the morgue, way before my time
Picture you tryin to get my while I'm still tryin to get mines
Asshole, have ya brain lookin like Castro
Dunn, I heard you wanted me (be careful what you ask for)
Bitch, if I buck you, damn Short snitched
The nigga just mad cuz he can't cop crisp
Yeah... yeah... yeah (Let it go... let it go)
Yo, that's right (uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (That's right)
Oh, yeah (Check it out, tell 'em, dunn)
Oh...
[Hook: Havoc]
Y'all niggas can't fuck wit the niggas I fuck wit (uh-uh)
Really don't wanna fuck wit niggas I fuck wit (uh-uh)
Y'all niggas minor league in my eyes for real
Y'all niggas wanna pop shit? See me when ya get a record deal
Y'all niggas can't fuck wit the niggas I fuck wit (uh-uh)
Really don't wanna fuck wit niggas I fuck wit (uh-uh)
Y'all niggas minor league in my eyes for real
Y'all niggas wanna pop shit? See me when ya get a record deal
[Verse 1: Havoc]
Yo, if I sat at wrote a verse for all the niggas I hated
Most definitely, if not you, kill somebody belated
Sound foul with a subject, dunn, no women or kids
Dump you up under a bridge in a cardboard box
I'm like nothin to do wit it, believe it or not
I'm washin my hands to get bent with Henney or rock
Up in the rep bangin my chest off, pealin my socks
Niggas do it to death, I sleep with my 6 cocked
Like Henney rock, one sip, ya love it a lot
While you sleepin, I'm creapin wit the intricate plot
Cuz picture me up in the morgue, way before my time
Picture you tryin to get my while I'm still tryin to get mines
Asshole, have ya brain lookin like Castro
Dunn, I heard you wanted me (be careful what you ask for)
Bitch, if I buck you, damn Short snitched
The nigga just mad cuz he can't cop crisp
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