F**k N***** Lyrics
The song F**k N***** is performed by Crime Mob in the album named Crime Mob in the year 2004 .
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[Intro]
Yeeah (Aiight) [repeat 7x]
Yeeah
Ol' stankin a*s (Hoe) Jank a*s (Hoe)
s*ck my d**k you (Hoe) Ol' fat a*s (Hoe)
But aiight! We finna get these lame a*s niggaz
You see a hoe a*s nigga, call his a*s out. Aye! Aye!
[chorus 4x]
f**k nigga yous a (Hoe) Pull a trigga on that (Hoe)
Stomp his a*s like (Hoe) Ol' lame a*s (Hoe)
[verse 1]
I'ma tell you how it is nigga you betta get the f**k back
cause a nigga like me don't give a f**k
A nigga suppose to gon leave yo a*s choked
if you know you ain't ready you gonna get drug
Off in the club you claimin yo set
I'm strapped wit my vest I shot in the air
You sound like a bitch yo a*s I'ma hit
you tyin to go hide cause we gon be there
You ain't from that Wood you ain't from my click
you ain't from my row you neva could hang
You labled a duck we ready to buck
we don't give a f**k cause you is a lame
Step right here homeboy you bout it
he won't swing I know I doubt it
One hitter quitter yo a*s get popped
so watch this parkin lot get rowdy
Watch this parkin lot get rowdy, watch this parkin lot go (ohhh)
Pop wit a glock and I stay wit a K
If you come my way I'ma act a fool
I walk in the club and I see me a nigga
Back the f**k up 'fore I show you who reala
Whats up wit ya f**k nigga
Crime Mob the niggaz who labled some killaz
[chorus 4x]
[verse 2]
Ol' s*cka a*s, busta a*s, cryin to yo momma a*s
I'ma keep up drama I'm a muthaf**kin plum a*s
See you just a dumb a*s go on wit yo young a*s
Try me like a s*cka but I know you just a lame a*s
Nigga how you figga that you reala than the MIG
Step off in my turf that Ellenwood gon be backin me
In my section they glad to see a nigga that don't give a f**k
Stomp you to the floor and tell you get yo pus*y a*s up
Pick that nigga a*s up, tear his lame a*s up
Niggaz representin Ellenwood time to ma*s up
Buck up out that M.O.B., said that my name is MIG
Throwin blows like Johnny Cage, you think you wanna f**k wit me
Let a damn nigga know, we can brang it to the door
Do this shit like Pastor Troy Uuh Huh I'm outside hoe
Swervin in the Tahoe, if you wanna try hoe
Take my f**kin word I ain't got no reason to lie hoe
[chorus]
[Aye and Hoe said at the same time repeats to the end]
