Y’all Can’t F**k With Us by Hussein Fatal
Y’all Can’t F**k With Us by Hussein Fatal

Y’all Can’t F**k With Us

Hussein Fatal * Track #4 On Fatal

Y’all Can’t F**k With Us Lyrics

[Verse 1: Hussein Fatal]
I play the studio like Yak got to do and this his spot here
So let a nigga know if you really want a Glock here
This ain't a game I'm gettin' all y'all niggas
Pull back the pump hittin' all y'all niggas
I'm dyin' for this outlaw shit, talk slick
And get your mouth off ripped, nigga this thug life bitch
Niggas claimin' Kadaf, you stuck in time
You better get a name and keep it with them busted rhymes
It'll never be peace I'll let it just cleverly cease
I ain't leave it up to you cowards to be settlin beef
You take ten steps, turn around, draw and drop
You niggas die 'cause you'll never be as raw as Pac
Fuck that shit in the source, you should have interviewed me coward
But you didn't of course, I ain't fuckin' wit' y'all
I mash on them niggas with that local nonsense
And balled on them bitches in the coastal conference
Outlawz, Little J and the mafia nigga
What you niggas gon' be talkin' with the Glock to ya nigga? (Nothin')

[Chorus]
Y'all can't fuck with us
Y'all can't fuck with us
Y'all can't fuck with us
Y'all can't fuck with us

[Verse 2: Hussein Fatal]
[?]---- brings out a plan
Ran you juvenile niggas to ----[?]
Tell you warn your crew, why? Them's your mans
Hussein from point blank range and end your fam
I pull out on cops and pull on Glocks then put one
Up in yo' head, you sufferin' dead, a shook one
My frame of mind, got 'em aimin' blind
Bring the shine, you hooked to this game of mine
Colossal uphold this, new jersey impostor
Unload this wit' shots to squeeze off on 'em I gots to
Cook ya rhytm and ready rock you, steady Glock you
It ain't my fault Silkk I shock you
Pop you two times, I'm sick wid'it the way I do mines
With a essex county bid off a few crimes
I freeze herbs to my nigga big ab and [?]
Blake in nothern state with the eager, I d-serve
A encore, you ain't paid? What you rhyme for?
My niggas is made, buck you times for
More ways to plug you, we never loved you
Get off before you get spit on, you fake ass thug you
Soft niggas ain't shit but some how much you cost niggas
Up for sale, doubled your contract plus your bail
The fuck is ya, stuck is ya? Play like
You don't know what's goin' on you don't see no daylight
Ya aim good in ya lame hood, and don't spray right
I'm street minded yo weak rhymes you don't say right
I ill for real no dramatization
Upon my demise, believe me I'ma ride shakin'
Sodomize satan with a hot mic and that goes
For all you punk ass ho's lookin' for spotlight
Did it huh? Not quite, we can cock
And set fire to yo ass when we heat the spot
To y'all each his own, to us -----[?]
Three sixty four fifty two weeks are up

[Chorus]
Y'all can't fuck with us
Y'all can't fuck with us
Y'all can't fuck with us
Y'all can't fuck with us

[Verse 3: Hussein Fatal]
It's triple 9 mothafuckas gon' start kissin' these pistols
I don't care who you rhyme wit' or who dissin' me wit' you
What, what, what what nigga? You know the cut
Smack yo' ass to set it off and start fuckin' you up
Coward, you big homie need a leash and a collar
See I'm the dog catcher 'bout to hollar at the doggfather
N-Y-C at M-T-V you sweet bitch
On the radio when you was talkin' that peace shit
That's how you be soft, I gotta rebel
Hit 'em up had all you niggas sell mo' hotter than hell
Now you stand around like you got reps and shit
When 'Pac was here, nobody was addressed n shit
Stressed n shit, now you coward texin' shit
I came out sayin' names so who's next to diss?
What?

[Chorus]
Ain't nothin' fuckin' with us
Y'all can't fuck with us
Ain't nothin' fuckin' with us
Y'all can't fuck with us

[Verse 4: Hussein Fatal]
Show me the money, pull the curtains and let the show start
My crew [?] all over Jerz and rep Newark
You got something show me, stop frontin' you know me
Vaguely, page me, then come play me, you ain't crazy
Real dramatic and still fanatic
You ain't a Outlaw 'cause you got tatted I throw some shots at it
Fuck you, you love him you gettin' stuck too
I cut through and leavin' much of nothin' to bust to
Dawg - You headin' in the wrong direct-shawn
Got a collect-shawn, of niggas I put the tech on
Merc with the vest on too slick for ya
Too [?] swift for your surrender you gon' get for ya
Grab my crotch when I stop
Get your girl to suck my dick for you been around the world
And brought it back to the bricks for ya
Fuck y'all takin' bout nigg-ah?

Y’all Can’t F**k With Us Q&A

Who wrote Y’all Can’t F**k With Us's ?

Y’all Can’t F**k With Us was written by Hussein Fatal.

Who produced Y’all Can’t F**k With Us's ?

Y’all Can’t F**k With Us was produced by Mr. Lee.

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