Can’t Fuck With Us

Lyrics

[Intro: E.S.G.] [?] let us loose again Uh You can't fuck with us Uh uh You can't fuck with us Na You can't fuck with us [Chorus: E.S.G.] Oh na Hell na You trippin, dawg, you can't fuck with us Nigga, oh na Hell na You trippin, dawg, you can't fuck with us You better bow down Clown You can't fuck with us Nigga, bow down Clown You can't fuck with us Nigga, oh na Hell na You trippin, dawg, you can't fuck with us Nigga, oh na Hell na You trippin, dawg, you can't fuck with us [Verse 1: E.S.G.] I make them bounce, rock, roll and skate Heard them boys tryna hate on they fake mixtapes I'm the boss, see my chain glo Tryna make these boys keep my name out they mouths The south is my house, and I pay the bills Can't fuck with E.S.G., can't fuck with [?] Can't fuck with my [?], can't fuck with my grill Can't fuck with my clique, 'cause nigga, we'll kill Can't fuck with our houses, can't fuck with our cars [?] the truth, y'all ain't ready for no war Don't ask me 'bout the label, I ain't with them no more But ask me 'bout the cheese, if you can't get it no morе Can't hit it no more, so now you all mad But tell your baby mama that she givе head bad Me and Slim [?] gone on that dro and the Hen Next week drop the album, back up in the top 10 Screaming [Chorus: E.S.G.] Oh na Hell na You trippin, dawg, you can't fuck with us Nigga, oh na Hell na You trippin, dawg, you can't fuck with us You better bow down Clown You can't fuck with us Nigga, bow down Clown You can't fuck with us Nigga, oh na Hell na You trippin, dawg, you can't fuck with us Nigga, oh na Hell na You trippin, dawg, you can't fuck with us [Verse 2: Slim Thug] Any means necessary, it's about to get scary The boss got [?] tell him come in the [?] Got Plex, I bet you won't let it be known I'll be glad to show you punks what level you're on Bow down when the 66 Thug come round Or I'll make it [?] can't show your face in town It's the big balling [?] I took that Don't get stomped down, nigga, stay where you're at It's Slim T. and E., you can't fuck with us You musta smoked a [?] on that dust 'Cause you trippin, [?] Boys better get to tippin, before they catch an ass kickin [?] clippin, don't come around my way You and your [?] better stay where you stay They don't want it, I had to demolish all my opponents They want the boss crown, but Slim Thug still own it For real [Chorus: E.S.G.] Oh na Hell na You trippin, dawg, you can't fuck with us Nigga, oh na Hell na You trippin, dawg, you can't fuck with us You better bow down Clown You can't fuck with us Nigga, bow down Clown You can't fuck with us Nigga, oh na Hell na You trippin, dawg, you can't fuck with us Nigga, oh na Hell na You trippin, dawg, you can't fuck with us [Verse 3: E.S.G.] Back on the street, I'm looking for the beef Don't make me split your head to the damn white meat Don't make me get mad, don't make me get [?] Don't make me act bad, put you in the body bag Top of the class, [?] Means I'm number 1, but boys still plotting Valedictorian, Screw historian Say you're new Screw, [?] Niggas all [?] y'all telling fibs Don't make me crack your ribs, get it how you live Ice in my grill, see how it's glairing Heard you scared of beef, what are you, a vegetarian? This is for my thugs, soldiers that's fighting Ones that won't quit, like that bitch Mike Tyson Like Robert [?], take the big shot Don't watch my highlights, late night with Stuert Scott Got me screaming [Chorus: E.S.G.] Oh na Hell na You trippin, dawg, you can't fuck with us Nigga, oh na Hell na You trippin, dawg, you can't fuck with us You better bow down Clown You can't fuck with us Nigga, bow down Clown You can't fuck with us Nigga, oh na Hell na You trippin, dawg, you can't fuck with us Nigga, oh na Hell na You trippin, dawg, you can't fuck with us