- Votes:
- Composers:
- Harris
- Clifford J./blanding
- Christopher Alexander/hernandez
- Carlos D./jenkins
- Jay W./young
- Maurice/marshall
- Maurice Dwight
 
- See also:
T.i. - Fuckin' Around lyrics
[Chorus]
 Y'all niggaz keep fuckin around
 Fuckin around, fuck around get stuck in the ground
 I ain't no bustas, y'all niggaz better stop fuckin wit me
 [Kase 1]
 I hit the clown in the dirt
 Jump on the top wit a drop that nigga down in the dirt
 The first nigga quick to get it first
 Call the paramedic's cause the police be stealing from the hearse
 I aim it at ya hat when I burst
 If I don't get a Grammy I'm headed at the rat niggaz first
 And I'm back full of perk strap on the curb
 Slap that bitch on the third
 Nigga done caught wit a slur
 Can't see shit but a blur
 Crank up that Chevy let her purr
 We all from the curve
 Bitch niggaz runnin up nerve
 I ain't gon' let you die
 And I tag a man
 Said you runnin from the hood and I'm Pakistan
 Bitch I'm a motherfuckin jacka man
 And understand when the motherfuckin crack is staying
[Chorus]
 [Trick Daddy]
 Y'all motherfuckers better run cause we got bombs
 Plus we got guns that take off arms
 Got a 4.4 that shoot the door and got buck loads of that 84
 And like John Doe, hit ya city
 start killing every nigga who ain't feelin this rhyme
 And ain't feelin this vibe
 To many niggaz goose necking my ride
 But o.k. My A.K. fully
 Y'all niggaz watch how you step to me
 And y'all young niggaz back the fuck up
 And don't make me act the fuck up
 Cuz it a another war
 I'll kill every motherfucker that y'all know
 That's yo ma, pa, sister n law
 Yo daddy, yo dog and yo hoe
 Now I ain't claim to be a saint
 And no gotdamn serial killer
 I just wanna know my nigga what made you disrespect a nigga
 What you thought I was buster, sucker, a rapper or actorT.i. - Fuckin' Around - http://motolyrics.com/ti/fuckin-around-lyrics.html
 Nigga rat to the cracker yep they'll protect ya but one day fuck nigga I'm
 gon catch ya
[Chorus]
 [Young Jeezy]
 Been got my B's got my cheese
 Fuck nigga you don't play wit G'
 Cock back aim and squeeze
 Now ya ass on the ground wit the trees
 My ole boy didn't raise no snitch
 My ole girl didn't raise no bitch
 You outta line I'll kill you bitch
 Now put that shit on my chick
 Man I pull bout 26 bitches
 Gotta perk shit 26 inches
 On the concrete nigga
 Gotta lace on the concrete nigga
 At least when I rap a lot
 Break down o's in the trap a lot
 Fuck nigga I got crip for days
 Slip n Slide wit dem boys from Dade
 305 to the 404, G shit we'll take ya hoe
 Look dog we'll take ya bricks
 Fuck you nigga I hope it's worth it
 Spray ya ass like a job from perfect
 Gay man suck a dick A-T-L, Dade County and Trick
[Chorus]
 [T.I.]
 Y'all suck ass niggaz keep playin wit me
 Fuck around see me wit A.K. in the streets
 Start bussin makin motherfuckers lay in the streets
 All cause of what a nigga say on the beat
 Look I'ma G that's sayin the least
 From trappin to sprayin the heat to wearin the key
 Instead of all that attention you were payin to me
 You should have been mindin ya business and keepin it pimpin
 But I know most niggaz ain't built like that
 Just know old niggaz get killed like that
 You don't wanna fuck around wit Tip like that
 Look Flip when the body bag zip that's that
 Niggaz wanna talk shit and cock deuce
 Wit this fully automatic Mack 10s start shootin
 So you can run hide and tell lies if you want to
 But when I fuck around and run up on you what you gon' do








