[Chorus: Dion] I tried to take you serious but you think I'm a fooooool Oooh, I ain't fuckin wit youuuuuu Cause if I ever caught you up, ain't no tellin what I'd do Oooh, I ain't fuckin wit youuuuuu
[Snoop - over Chorus] You think I'm a fool (I don't know you niggaz) Uh-uh, fuckin fuckin wit you (I ain't fuckin wit you niggaz) Ain't no tellin what I do to you (I ain't fuckin wit you niggaz) Uh-uh, I ain't fuckin wit you, I ain't fuckin wit you Cuz
[Young Buck] Fuck y'all He used to be a hustler, he ain't real no mo' Cause it's some shit in the hood we wanna kill you fo' Loose lips sink ships, tattle-tellin gets you killed fast I hope you get knocked off wit your snitchin ass Made a deal cause the jail had you scared Can't do your time so you sold to the Feds Nigga kill yourself, you a dead man walkin L.T. got life, and homie still ain't talkin So all of them niggaz puttin wires on Don't say nuttin when your family get fired on They say your man took the stand and he didn't think twice They took his life, and they didn't think twice It's an eye for an eye, you rat you die Ain't nobody 'posed to know when the pack arrive See the judge is the pimp cause he made you snitch Light you up and he didn't pay you shit, who the bitch? Ha ha
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[Snoop - over Chorus] You think I'm a fool, huh? Naw Cuz, I ain't fuckin wit you, fuckin wit you Nah nah, nah nah, nah, nah.. you know what? Ain't no tellin what I do to you, I do to you, I do to you Do to you, nigga, ay check this out Buck
[Snoop Dogg] Trip, me and Cuz used to dress alike, wear the same clothes Fuck the same hoes, my nigga for life, so the gang goes Nigga used to bang with me, smoke dope with me Sold coke with me, went low with me, we gon' fold fifty Oh so shifty, bitchy bitchy switch the game up Put me in the frame up, nigga came up Sellin 'caine for us, tryin to make a name for us Sticky, it's tricky and quite dangerous, cuff and chain him up Make him talk I bet he squeal, real shit I'm dishin out Why you niggaz be bitchin now? I ain't make it up I ain't break it up, Cuz you keep me on some bullshit I ain't with that bullshit, my nigga I'm on this real shit Stack a bill shit, crack a meal ticket Every time I spills nig', yeah I'm on this real shit Now, don't you, come to the house Cuz, on the dub Cuz I put my gun in your mouth, now nigga bounce (bounce bounce)
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[Snoop - over Chorus] You think I'm a fool, a fool Uh-uh, I ain't fuckin wit you, fuckin fuckin wit you Ain't no tellin what I do to you, ain't tellin what I do to you Uh-uh, I ain't fuckin wit you, ain't fuckin wit you Cuz
[Trick Daddy] Hmm, the life I'm livin, and how I do my thug thizzle Separates me from all of them fuck niggaz See I don't deal with niggaz who ain't real He in character, playin some life that ain't his He testify, wasn't wise and make deals So stop talkin on the phone boy, the streets got ears Here's some niggaz doin 20 to 30 years that'll lie on yo' ass, and knock five off his Affiliation with niggaz that's living ruggedly will get a nigga like me, charged with conspiracy Before you know it you been followed by the knuckleheads And yo' job is to make his ass do his Bein in the wrong place, can really hurt your case And ain't no sense to talkin in codes, they already know Them niggaz who you used to hustle with before Kinda wanna play the role so they already told, you know
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[Snoop - over Chorus] You think I'm a fool, a fool Uh-uh, I ain't fuckin wit you, fuckin fuckin wit you Ain't no tellin what I do to you, ain't tellin what I do to you Uh-uh, I ain't fuckin wit you, ain't fuckin wit you Cuz
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