Fuck You

Album cover art for "Fuck You" by SCHEMAPOSSE & Mr. Sisco & LiL’WooFyWooF & G Lo Key & DJ Killa C & NEME$1$ & Diggy 1-D

SCHEMAPOSSE & Mr. Sisco & LiL’WooFyWooF & G Lo Key & DJ Killa C & NEME$1$ & Diggy 1-D - Rap

Fuck You

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[Hook: LiL WooFy WooF] Pulled up close just to see what I do That's when I looked back and said "fuck you too!" They shook their head, and they turned the corner Continue on my mission to southern California Pulled up close just to see what I do That's when I looked back and said "fuck you too!" They shook their head, and they turned the corner Continue on my mission to southern California [Verse 1: Diggy 1-D] I be minding my business Don't be lookin' for trouble, not me So who do be following me? If this bitch here ain't no stalker then they must be the police Or thinkin shit sweet, no playground with me Try me, you lay where you creep, meele your son tee Pepe Le weed, sticky, you know what that mean? I ain't finna go to no jail, motherfuck 12! I ain't finna go to no cell [?] Oh hell to the nah, my nigga dog! King-ish all the time from dusk to the dawn [Verse 2: NEM] Fucking with niggas that bust at the police Busters try'na dap me but most them licks don't know me Lonely cause there ain't no trusting in them hoes, b Slowly losing all my patience with 5-0, G Duckin' and shootin' these niggas be puttin' their kids in the coffin' They lootin' their pockets, livin recoupin' from losses And plottin' their vengeance on the rudest of officers Chillin' and smokin', these niggas be pickin' and ropin' and stickin' their homies and chokin' Livin' and copin' from pigs that be locin', this world is just bullshit so no use in hopin' [Hook: LiL WooFy WooF] Pulled up close just to see what I do That's when I looked back and said "fuck you too!" They shook their head, and they turned the corner Continue on my mission to southern California Pulled up close just to see what I do That's when I looked back and said "fuck you too!" They shook their head, and they turned the corner Continue on my mission to southern California [Verse 3: LiL WooFy WooF] Fuck the police comin' straight from the Schemas Y'all wanna cuff up, shoot up this little nigga Boys in blue with a badge like you all that I'm comin' it up and it even be flickin' the finger while I'm packin' the Mac Fuck the law, fuck the law, nigga fuck 'em! If they really wanna trip I got my sawed off for 'em I ain't for that old pussy shit Fuck around and like a candle, get lit, biatch! [Verse 4: DJ Killa C] Now follow me down the road full of real niggas and bitches Don't take shit from nobody, now drop your ass off in ditches 1-87 into the eleven mane this shit don't matter The SCHEMAPOSSE done came up, opening up a new chapter bitch Ay, gotta get this money mane by any means And I'm killin' all these fakes, they be my enemies Try'na take my energy, bitch nigga please Gotta a gang of hood niggas that'll tuck you Bitch lookin' good then I say fuck you [Hook: LiL WooFy WooF] Pulled up close just to see what I do That's when I looked back and said "fuck you too!" They shook their head, and they turned the corner Continue on my mission to southern California Pulled up close just to see what I do That's when I looked back and said "fuck you too!" They shook their head, and they turned the corner Continue on my mission to southern California [Verse 5: G Lo Key] Fuck the police, on the creep for a sweet Just continue on my mission, gankin' suckas, hittin' licks If they ever try to cross, I'mma kill me a bitch Pigs in blue, they ain't trill, been I ever catch you slip Jam the Glock up to their rib, they won't let us live in peace So we tend to rest in peace, SCHEMAPOSSE make 'em pleased Grabbin' my shotty, then get up in cribs Shootin' their ribs, just what they live Hear my niggas, thinkin' them squeal That's for throttle of a trill [Verse 5: Mr. Sisco] Fuck the laws, Glock in my drawls Lettin' it pop off at all of y'all Watchin' them bodies go headed and fall I don't care about the laws Keepin' it trilla, I'm the realest nigga I'm stackin' my figures, you niggas ain't killers You niggas don't get what you drink in the liquors I'm poppin' them shots to get rid of you niggas The sicker the nigga, the sicker the killa I'm mentally twisted so there ain't no sicker I'm stompin' these chest [?] I'm constantly gassin', I'm never on empty [Hook: LiL WooFy WooF] Pulled up close just to see what I do That's when I looked back and said "fuck you too!" They shook their head, and they turned the corner Continue on my mission to southern California Pulled up close just to see what I do That's when I looked back and said "fuck you too!" They shook their head, and they turned the corner Continue on my mission to southern California

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Credits

Writers
  • Diggy 1-D
  • NEME$1$
  • DJ Killa C
  • G Lo Key
  • LiL’WooFyWooF
  • Mr. Sisco