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letra de i don't fuck with you - dj k-leb

[intro: dj k-leb]
yeah
umm, okay

[verse 1: dj k-leb]
i don’t work out but i got six packs
the products came in and we had to unpacked
your hoe told me that she had you sacked
i don’t really play games man i’m always packed
i don’t talk truth, and i don’t lie
but if you mess, man you gone die
ya neggos got ditch n they start a fight
these hoes stop faffin’ you, you ain’t no might
neggo pretendin to be a mack daddy
but all these hoes see is a broke daddy
amma eliminate you and get you hooked puppy
but that’d be a time wasting, koz your sh-t escapin’
i got all your hoes v-g-n-s’ offin’
i forgot your hoe roast on the oven
i make a deal and a dinner of it
then leave it slack let the carnis gub it
i got solution to the problem, solve it
tell me man what’s your problem, f-ck it
your hoe kneel down to my d-ck she, pray it
act like a lady, oh yeah she did it
i’m holding on, i won’t let go
i will let go, when there’ no mo’
[hook]
one two three we gone shot shot shot
if they want some mess then we shot shot
they be tryna mug so we shoot out some shots
until the enemies down we gone tell them
(oh lord)
i don’t f-ck with you, i don’t f-ck with you (i don’t)
i don’t f-ck with you, i don’t f-ck with you
you don’t mean me sh-ts, no need yo handouts
i don’t f-ck with you, i don’t f-ck with you

[verse 2: dj k-leb]
haters be k-leb we love you koz they see my treasure chest
they used to say i’m the worst, but now i am the very best
now they all see that i’m blessed
everyday now i fest
ain’t no sh-t is over-left
every second i say next
i f-ck your hoe not you
neggo you mad f-ck you
that p-ssy hers not yours
you make me waste my bars
she wanna go black and she tryna keep it black
my neggos and i we eat each and other’s snack
a cheap and ugly hoe think she can hit up a price
tell her me and my neggo we all made outta ice
i sing like shady when i’m up to pick your b-tch
drive the hoe off back in the hood with maestro jay
i’m more like dora, i got sh-ts explored
désamorcer not in your b-tch man i explode
[hook]
one two three we gone shot shot shot
if they want some mess then we shot shot
they be tryna mug so we shoot out some shots
until the enemies down we gone tell them
(oh lord)
i don’t f-ck with you, i don’t f-ck with you (i don’t)
haters hatin’ nah i don’t give a f-ck
you ugly as f-ck, you gone make me blind
i don’t f-ck with you, i don’t f-ck with you

[robot: dj k-leb]
i don’t f-ck with you, i don’t f-ck with you
not my type of sh-t, i’d never f-ck with ya
even for a night, wouldn’t need you bish
i don’t f-ck with you, i won’t f-ck with you

- dj k leb

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