TRU, Cali G, Master P - Fuck That Shit lyrics

F-F-F-Fuck that shit
If you don't like how I'm
Living well fuck you f-F-F-Fuck that shit
If you don't like how I'm
Living well fuck you

Back to the muthafuckin locs
Niggas wanna joke
But it's time to sell, let's go
Niggas talking bout the rich
Ain't hard as dope
But they better back off because we came up
Now I'm back in the hood with the whole
Sceam selling dope to the
Muthafuckin dope fiends
3 keys and the nigga came up
Too many fiends to keep
This muthafuckin game up
Now I'm rapping, niggas say I win for jyp
Sike!

Fuck that shit
From the city where we never sell out bitch
Fuck that shit
From the city where we never sell out bitch
Fuck that shit from the city where
We never sell out bitch fuck that shit

Life life in the muthafuckin game
You know you have to live in the
South to get a muthafuckin name
Wanna be me, wanna be you
But they ain't down with a fuckin clue
Talkin that shit for centuries
That ho never been to penitentery
Niggas I hit, niggas talking shit
But a nigga that don't quit
Can't hook the muthafuckin beata
I pack a fuckin 9 for the
Suckas that wanna greed us
I'm a nigga on a role to get paid, bitch

Fuck that shit
From the city where we never sell out bitch
Fuck that shit
From the city where we never sell out bitch
Fuck that shit

Back to the muthafuckin fiend
Back on another niggas dream
Niggas gettin paid by the grouse
And every fuckin body in the
Hood gotta sell dope
Because the white man gotta fucking
See us sold out
The ghetto code living and then it blows up
Niggas getting jacked for their jewels
Read bout another nigga on the fuckin news
Niggas go trippin, niggas in there dippin
But a gold P ain't snippin
Niggas out whatchin his fuckin back
Niggas get stuck like that fuck that shit
Fuck that shit give a nigga a
Fuckin deal on a job
Give a nigga the gatt code and
Teach him how to ride
Because the way I felt won't
Pay a nigga rent, he still can't
You said it makes no sense to take a brotha
To jail for his reputation
When the government is drived by the flation
A brotha gettin beat by the police
One black judge and you think
This shit is sease
I'm sell caine to get my grit's, because
I can't get a job so

Fuck that shit
From the city where we never sell out bitch
Fuck that shit
From the city where we never sell out bitch
Fuck that shit
From the city where we never sell out bitch
Fuck that shit
From the city where we never sell out bitch

Yeah and now you know that
The muthafuckin Real Untouchables
Is straight bumpin that muthafucka
Underground shit to yo muthafuckin speaker
All you niggas that think we
Weak you better jump off
Before we get a muthafuckin 9mm you crizzome
In other words all you punk muthafuckas
That out chasin and probation
And don't wanna see a nigga come up
You ain't nothin but a punk-ass bitch
Check this out I wanna say fuck
That shit to the system the punk police
The radio station that doesn't
Wanna play our shit
And all those niggas that think
We can't come up fuck ya'll too young saying
Yo G you got something you wanna
Say before we cut out this muthafucka?

Yeah I wanna say fuck the muthafuckin FBI
The CIA and any muthafucka that's playing?
Step up and get quickness in the muthafucka
Because I'm fiending for 187
Anytime any day yeah, yeah
We out this muthafucka, kid cut the music off
Fuck ya'll fuck that shit
Answer the phone P hello?