F**k You N***a

Fuck you ****, I'ma cut throat ****

You could get from round my ear wit all that other shit ****

I'll ride for this shit, I'll die for this shit

What you want yo neck slit or get hit with the four fifth, uuh

Bitch I'ma cut throat ****, hoe we buckin I made ya

My neighborhood don't like me cuz they know I'ma gangsta

They love to call enforcement bout my bad behavior

Cuz I'm quick to grab that shotti and go find my neighbor

Used to flip them ghetto hoes but now I feel like a playa

Man this bone shit done gave a **** powerful flavor

We'll steal up off yo tank, if you don't get out I'll make ya

Fuck No Limit you owe my **** some paper

Cut Throat Committee, official we screamin ya bone grizzle

If ya meet this chrome nickel, make ya dome dome wiggle

Its blisterin cold, ya body frozen icicle

Got some shit on ya nose, you prolly got ya wife wit ya, ****

Pass me that white liquor

Then I'ma show you how I turn into a hype ****, overnight ****

Beat a bitch over his head wit a pipe a slice and dice him

Wit a knife I let him know that'll it'll be cut throat for life

Look, I can't neglect that I'm too damn cut throat

My teenage years I was on heroine and coke

Them wild Magnolia ain't shit that you could say about me

Fuck what you going through, lemmie get yours and I'm outtie

Put my tip down, mouthpiece him

I ain't even had a gat I'ma fool like that

Slim don't do it like that there

My hood, yo hood we can do it anywhere

Hand guns, I got em, choppas, I stock em

Keep them thangs nice and earl so there's no problems when we pop em

Say **** fuck you, I'ma cut throat ****

You could get from round my ear wit all that other shit ****

Before a **** steal ya, put ya in the blender

Fuck ya up so bad till when yo people won't remember

Ain't no body fuckin wit us right now

It don't happen overnight but **** we can show ya how

I show these **** what that A to the K like

If you hustle I show ya how to get ya cake right

If you my bitch I show ya how to twerk and shake right

Make that pussy so fire **** can't thank twice

A fuckin livin legend

So from this rap shit, the street shit, they feel my presence

Its Twelve A Klok and I ain't talkin bout no time of day

I'm talkin bout the slim **** that stay behind the k'

Dont give a fuck about ya chest I'm tryna find yo face

And I don't do ya from behind so pick the time and place

I could show you whats on my mind bitch you ain't no gangsta

You ain't nothin close to the way these bitch ass **** mangle

I know you see me everyday out on this fuckin corner

No matter how much change I get I'm gon' be on this corner

So if you wanna see some shit then come out on this corner, but if you want this corner

Fuckin wit me you might this whole fuckin corner on ya

Shit, I feel like fuck you ****

Dont make me hop out and cut you ****

Right across ya neck

Somebody call the docs cuz he gaspin for his breath

And I hope you **** listenin

I'm hopin yall get a better vision

We the future yall **** the past tense

I could easily make yall **** into the past tense

But I feel yall would fuck wit us if ya had sense

Bandanna round my jammer

You dead no fingerprints, uuhh