With That Shit

Lyrics

[Intro: Migo Domingo] Y R N The Label! These niggas ain't with that shit (Hell nah) [Chorus: Migo Domingo] These niggas ain't with that shit These niggas ain't with that shit These niggas ain't with that shit Migo Gang nigga, pull up dirty sticks These niggas ain't with that shit These niggas ain't with that shit These niggas ain't with that shit One phone call, get a nigga hit These niggas ain't with that shit These niggas ain't with that shit These niggas ain't with it These niggas ain't with it These niggas ain't with that shit These niggas ain't with that shit These niggas ain't with that shit These niggas ain't with it These niggas ain't with it These niggas ain't with that shit [Verse 1: Migo Domingo] These niggas ain't with that shit Migo Gang nigga pull up dirty sticks One phone call, get a fuck nigga hit Get a nigga lit Get a nigga wet Broad daylight, hit a nigga with the TEC Anywhere with it, give a fuck about respect! We beat a nigga ass, while performing on set And we been jumping off the stage, way before 'set Let's talk about the pussy ass nigga in D.C One hard week, riding 'round black ski We been to the same spots y'all niggas be We even pulled up on your muh fuckin' street We beat a niggas ass in Texas Hold that down, we gon' talk about that All this shit for a necklace We come from the North, we don't play like that Beat a nigga ass with a baseball bat We shoot shit up, where your momma stay at One in the head, you'll hear a "click-clack" Hit him in his fitted, turn it to a SnapBack All my niggas get wild, get wreckless Put him on a plate, eat him up for breakfast Lil nigga shoot my momma house up, haha You better count your blessings Count em' up Count em' up Count em' up 50 plus 50 on the chopper, add It up Migo Gang nigga, if you bang, throw it up Anything else, I don't really give a fuck Every time I'm in the club, pistol on tuck When it's time to hit, whole gang gon' buck We gone fuck the club up Fuck the club up If you really wanna take it there Nigga try your luck [Chorus: Migo Domingo] These niggas ain't with that shit These niggas ain't with that shit These niggas ain't with that shit Migo Gang nigga, pull up dirty sticks These niggas ain't with that shit These niggas ain't with that shit These niggas ain't with that shit One phone call, get a nigga hit These niggas ain't with that shit These niggas ain't with that shit These niggas ain't with it These niggas ain't with it These niggas ain't with that shit These niggas ain't with that shit These niggas ain't with that shit These niggas ain't with it These niggas ain't with it These niggas ain't with that shit [Verse 2: Skippa Da Flippa ] Flippa! You ain't with, what I'm with, I'm with the shit I was in Palm Beach, I seen my first brick Incredible shooter, you know I don't miss I let off three rounds and I bet I'll hit 6 You remember me, from kicking doors on the North I should knock a nigga off, for all the brothers I lost I touched the soft, but I never been soft Stay loyal, 100, and it don't cost Since a youngin', I apply pressure Word play is crazy, because I read the Webster Get bags of cookies, and roll up the pressure I bullet and you run fast, like Devin Hester I was trapping out the drop at McDonalds I want me some commas Want me some commas My clip holds 30, that's two Mario Chalmers Backwoods in Honda's, now I do Zonda's Take you back LaurenceVille I pack the steel I came a long way, so fuck how you feel I get the chills when I buss a seal I'm with the gun play, I mean it for real! Never switch up when you get you some money Change the bag, when you finesse with a dummy Me and Domingo, we turned nothing into something I'm hear to extort you, when I want it? Monthly! [Chorus: Migo Domingo] These niggas ain't with that shit These niggas ain't with that shit These niggas ain't with that shit Migo Gang nigga, pull up dirty sticks These niggas ain't with that shit These niggas ain't with that shit These niggas ain't with that shit One phone call, get a nigga hit These niggas ain't with that shit These niggas ain't with that shit These niggas ain't with it These niggas ain't with it These niggas ain't with that shit These niggas ain't with that shit These niggas ain't with that shit These niggas ain't with it These niggas ain't with it These niggas ain't with that shit [Verse 3: Jose Guapo] Yeah These niggas ain't with that shit Pull up with choppers, and AK's, and 6's Me and Domingo finna go dumb [?] I remember in Tennessee Once, a nigga tried to get at us We beat they ass, got out the club, and got right on our sprinter bus The fellas, they always harassing us I'm a veteran, shit I'm no amateur You a pet in this shit, not a animal I'm talking 'bout lion, Mufasa We all got dreads like rastas Young Guapo might sneak you Take you off for a feature I'm a species and a creature Niggas be claiming that shit that they bang We ready to die by that shit that we bang We throwing that shit up, we twisting our fingers John Wayne, he can't wait to get a bang Steer ready, and then shoot up the Mazda Fuck that nigga, put that nigga in the closet All I want is my fucking deposit We cock it back, then nigga we pop it [Chorus: Migo Domingo] These niggas ain't with that shit These niggas ain't with that shit These niggas ain't with that shit Migo Gang nigga, pull up dirty sticks These niggas ain't with that shit These niggas ain't with that shit These niggas ain't with that shit One phone call, get a nigga hit These niggas ain't with that shit These niggas ain't with that shit These niggas ain't with it These niggas ain't with it These niggas ain't with that shit These niggas ain't with that shit These niggas ain't with that shit These niggas ain't with it These niggas ain't with it These niggas ain't with that shit