- Votes:
- Composers:
- Larry Smith
- Jay Jenkins
- Jacoby White
- Darren Robinson
- Sal Abbatiello
- Kurtis Walker
- David Reeve
- Miguel T. Scott
- Damon Yul Wimbley
- Aldrin Davis
- Lee Dixon
- Mark Morales
 
- Tags:
- rap
 
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Boyz N Da Hood - Don't Put Your Hands On Me lyrics
You can talk all the fuck you want
 (Don't put your hands on me)
 Betcha ass gon' get stomped
 (Don't put your hands on me)
 You better get the fuck up out my face
 (Don't put your hands on me)
 Bitch nigga, you better stay in your place
 (Don't put your hands on me)
 You can talk all the fuck you want
 (Don't put your hands on me)
 Betcha ass gon' get stomped
 (Don't put your hands on me)
 You better get the fuck up out my face
 (Don't put your hands on me)
 Bitch nigga, you better stay in your place
 (Don't put your hands on me)
 Well, it's a lot of y'all thinking, y'all got great big balls
 'Bout to get everybody wit ya hit 'cause you ain't heard 'bout us
 We on the curb trying to get it like everybody
 And we some thugs so we ain't even worried 'bout ya
 Who gives a fuck 'bout where you hang and who you hung wit?
 I could care less which one of you punks the punk bitch
 If it's my word best believe I'ma stand on it
 Try me like I'm playing my man, I'ma put my hands on ya
 Fuck security they a bunch of hoes
 'Bout to get they damn thongs exposed, yeah
 And I got that feeling
 Say the wrong thing nigga have ya dancing on the ceiling
 I ain't lotto but I'm rich nigga
 And I'ma still smoke 'cause you'd a bitch nigga
 Jeezy a grown ass man homie
 Say what you want but don't put your hands on me
 You can talk all the fuck you want
 (Don't put your hands on me)
 Betcha ass gon' get stomped
 (Don't put your hands on me)
 You better get the fuck up out my face
 (Don't put your hands on me)
 Bitch nigga, you better stay in your place
 (Don't put your hands on me)
 You can talk all the fuck you want
 (Don't put your hands on me)
 Betcha ass gon' get stomped
 (Don't put your hands on me)
 You better get the fuck up out my face
 (Don't put your hands on me)
 Bitch nigga, you better stay in your place
 (Don't put your hands on me)
 Niggaz looking like they want some action
 Shake something let's see what's happening
 Act a donkey start the yapping we gon' get it cracking
 We make your whole click stop, drop and then bitch
 Purchase Moet bottles just to bust you cross the head wit
 'Cause the shit's gon' get gritty as a sewer pit
 Boyz N Da Hood bitch, guess we gotta a truer click
 And we gon' show them lames exactly what they fooling wit
 Watch them dumb fucks cuddle up when the tool clicks
 Boyz N Da Hood - Don't Put Your Hands On Me - http://motolyrics.com/boyz-n-da-hood/dont-put-your-hands-on-me-lyrics.html
 My poultry died, my car got towed today
 My lights ain't on, my folks stole all the yay
 My piss dirty, P.O. gon' told the state
 Rent late trying to find me a home to stay
 Bench warrants in 'bout 4 south eastern states
 Last night I shot a nigga all in the face
 I just got another call full of bad news
 Touch me, I'ma kill ya got problems and an attitude
 You can talk all the fuck you want
 (Don't put your hands on me)
 Betcha ass gon' get stomped
 (Don't put your hands on me)
 You better get the fuck up out my face
 (Don't put your hands on me)
 Bitch nigga, you better stay in your place
 (Don't put your hands on me)
 You can talk all the fuck you want
 (Don't put your hands on me)
 Betcha ass gon' get stomped
 (Don't put your hands on me)
 You better get the fuck up out my face
 (Don't put your hands on me)
 Bitch nigga, you better stay in your place
 (Don't put your hands on me)
 Now, I'm off up in the club drunk, twisted and booted
 You don't wanna test the gangsta was the grams get tooted
 Pack a plastic pistol partner, please believe I'll shoot it
 It's the perfect time and place if you want me to prove it
 You can huff and puff like the big bad wolf
 I'll bar ya face up tight and sport the kick ass look
 You can flabber jack, chow jack, talk back
 Cuss me, tongue wrestle 'til ya tongue tied but don't touch me
 I'm such a gangsta I don't tout glocks
 Pop the trunk pump ya ass like some Reeboks
 And I'm strapped I ain't slipping
 Red jersey on Jeezy still cropping
 At any time I'm willing to pop the clip in
 Cock back one up in ya hip and let's see if you limp then
 I done said just about what the fuck I'ma say
 So I'ma leave saying nigga stay the fuck out my face
 'Cause I ain't playing
 You can talk all the fuck you want
 (Don't put your hands on me)
 Betcha ass gon' get stomped
 (Don't put your hands on me)
 You better get the fuck up out my face
 (Don't put your hands on me)
 Bitch nigga, you better stay in your place
 (Don't put your hands on me)
 You can talk all the fuck you want
 (Don't put your hands on me)
 I betcha ass gon' get stomped
 (Don't put your hands on me)
 You better get the fuck up out my face
 (Don't put your hands on me)
 Bitch nigga, you better stay in your place
 (Don't put your hands on me)


















