Not Having It

Lyrics
[Chorus] Pat niggas down and lie niggas up What? You must be winding me up Can't tolerate, start lighting it up Six, I got a bout five in the truck Pat niggas down and lie niggas up What? You must be winding me up Can't tolerate, start lighting it up Six, I got a bout five in the truck Pat niggas down and lie niggas up What? You must be winding me up Can't tolerate, start lighting it up Six, I got a bout five in the truck Pat niggas down and lie niggas up What? You must be winding me up Can't tolerate, start lighting it up Six, I got a bout five in the truck [Verse 1] Tempman is back and he's runs the roads Holding it down with his gangster holes I'm gangster, even a gangster knows Run up on a nigga and let it go Bet I set it bro I cut niggas up, fuck niggas up .45 would shut niggas up Yeah, .38 buck niggas up What's popping, g? There's no stopping me I do this properly I got the niner, got the mash Run up on a nigga, put his face in the dash Come through the hood up, take in the cash I got the tunes, we shotting P's Fuck with my P's, get shot in the knees Run up on a nigga like "yeah nigga, freeze" [Chorus] Pat niggas down and lie niggas up What? You must be winding me up Can't tolerate, start lighting it up Six, I got a bout five in the truck [Verse 2] So, you carry on winding me up Get it twisted, fuck around and it's on Get the TEC-9 on line and we're gone I'll wack your face across the floor Roll you over and bust the floor You know I'm road when I bust the door I run up in a rave, jump on the stage D.E.N got the pump in a case Yeah, you'll get dumped in a waste Black bandanna, I'm not Santana I'll run up in your hood I'll tell it to your mother I'm sick, I'm the first in line, yeah
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- Tempman