Don’t Fuck With Me

[Intro: Kingpin Skinny Pimp]
Outlaw records, too motherfuckin' thick
Rough-ass niggas that'll smoke a punk bitch
Mustard ass busters better catch up with your kind
Stick up hoes; you'll get your left eye swole
Pimpin' ain't dead, pimpin' won't die
And if a ho think it is, that's a motherfuckin' lie
Niggas and bitches, it's the Skinny godfather
Better known as the Pimp and the Robber
Project hoes give me the check
Like Brian Flower said, work all bitches
And on the corner it ain't none else to do
But fuck the dumb shit, here's the motherfuckin' 2

[Verse 1: 211]
Mane, the nigga gotta get on, pullin' up the tone
Slug to the dome, from my .45 chrome, nigga
It be's like that, when you niggas high cap and
Now the bullets flow for you niggas takin' naps, and I send
A clip full of hollow points from the Glock
You think I'm bullshittin'? On your head's a infrared dot
What the fuck you gotta say now, fool? I'm clicked up
Backyard niggas are we, and packin' nines, so, what's up?
Then I pull the trigger with the fuckin' blast, bustin' shells, pumpin' 12-gauge slugs
In that bitch-ass, mi drop the bomb, creep up, mi come (Bop)
Me stab the bitch, so hoes, come and get some
You gets none, without a gun
Ain't shit doin' shit, what you you thought this is?
So, nigga, break and run
And get your boys, nigga, come how you wanna, G
I'm comin' strapped, bitch, don't fuck with me

[Chorus: Kingpin Skinny Pimp, Tony Montana]
Don't-don't-don't fuck with me
Outlaw records, too motherfuckin' thick
Rough-ass niggas that'll smoke a bitch
(Don't fuck with me)
You say you can swim, then let a nigga see
Backstroke in your blood, six feet deep
(Don't fuck with me)
Now, don't try to run when the twelve is cocked
Cross me once then the shit ain't squashed
(Don't fuck with me)
You pistol players, don't you pistol play me
I catch your ass slippin' in the streets
(Don't fuck with me)

[Interlude: 211]
And now, the Skinny nigga

[Verse 2: Kingpin Skinny Pimp]
Fuck that shit, slap a punk bitch
Skinny finna click, fulla AK clip when I whoop a trick
With them headcutters, motherfuckers testin' Skinny's pimpin'
I'ma get up 'bout my hog-killin', I ain't bullshittin'
Rat-tat-tat-tat, bizzack full of teflon
Dope on the drought, where they at? Nigga, Gimisum
Of a bitch Tee, got the rug about to bust a fuckin' cap
And your face, for the yay', where the briefcase at?
It's a bomb thread in the bank, finna gank
Little ho, pistol, panic-button? watch how bad she stank
They runnin' like cannibalistic, my niggas lookin' scary
They rather burn in hell 'cause yo, they freezin' niggas in the mortuary
Suckers try to block, the Haymakers I swing
I'm poppin' the clip and [?] niggas and bitches
Bring it on, ho, what you better do is have a plan
'Cause if you wanna go to war, bitch, bring some fuckin' army men

[Chorus: Kingpin Skinny Pimp & Tony Montana]
Outlaw records, too motherfuckin' thick
Rough-ass niggas that'll smoke a bitch
(Don't fuck with me)
You say you can swim, then let a nigga see
Backstroke in your blood, six feet deep
(Don't fuck with me)
So long now, fuck you
(Don't fuck with me)

[Outro]