Sean Price, Lil Fame, Rock (Heltah Skeltah) - They Ain't Fucking With Us lyrics

[Sean Price, Lil Fame, Rock Heltah Skeltah - They Ain't Fucking With Us lyrics]

This one's for the thugs (P)
Niggas that don't give a fuck (P)
Brownsville in my blood  (P)
We're cut from a different cloth
They ain't fucking with us
Who you fucking with (huh?)
Who you fucking with (huh?)
Who you fucking with (Huh?)
(They ain't fucking with us)
Who you fucking with (huh?)
Who you fucking with (huh?)
Who you fucking with (huh?)
(They ain't fucking with us)

Listen clicking things when the god attack
Fire fry feather: 'Chicken
Wing': Bob Backlund (Bang)
When Sean rapping, niggas pay attention
When you rap
I'm wack for fucking paying admission
Wasting my flow
Can't believe I paid for the show
Fuck a refund, when I see son
Taking his dough p!
Trigger hit a rapper dude
Ratchet Raider jacket matching Nigga
With a Attitude
Slap a nigga silly, really jokes on you fam
Set fire to flesh, smokes on you fam
I got no radio play
I take your radio and make that
Shit play what I say
Say what I mean, nigga I mean what I say
So wouldn't I say shut the fuck up?
Get out of my way! P!
Brownsville, 11212: my zip code
I spit cold, who want flu? P!

This one's for the thugs (P)
Niggas that don't give a fuck (P)
Brownsville in my blood (P)
We're cut from a different cloth
They ain't fucking with us
Who you fucking with (huh?)
Who you fucking with (huh?)
Who you fucking with (Huh?)
(They ain't fucking with us)
Who you fucking with (huh?)
Who you fucking with (huh?)
Who you fucking with (huh?)
(They ain't fucking with us)

You gotta look out the window to
See who is taking the win, though
Far as rap
I'm slinging bodies like niggas who pimp hoes
You sound like a dick rhyming, gym flow
No pauses or fraudulent innuendos
It's your big homie, big homie
You'se a big hoe, me?
I click forties, lift shorty
These ain't just flows, b!
Show you how a bird could kill a top dog
Desert Eagle eat your regal beagle
He get knocked off
Chickens and pigeons and ducks
Them is stock broads
Canary niggas tipping cops off
A lot of y'all bird niggas think you fly
(pffft) probably not
Penguin looking ass nigga, Oswald Cobblepot
You a wrong kind of animal, rock it, Sean
P slow your movements to a stop, red octagon
Look I'm in the hood, bookin' niggas good
Brownsville aKA the wish-a-nigga-woods

This one's for the thugs (P)
Niggas that don't give a fuck (P)
Brownsville in my blood (P)
We're cut from a different cloth
They ain't fucking with us
Who you fucking with (huh?)
Who you fucking with (huh?)
Who you fucking with (Huh?)
(They ain't fucking with us)
Who you fucking with (huh?)
Who you fucking with (huh?)
Who you fucking with (huh?)
(They ain't fucking with us)

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