U Couldn’t Deal wit’ Dis

Lyrics
[Intro] Yeah! South Central Cartel is back in dis mutha And we 'bout 2 do it like dis, L.V Ohhhhhhh, uhhhhhhhh [Verse 1] Baby, hold on, another slow song is comin' swift The street life of a true "G", you get my drift? Khaki suits, Locs, Chucks, the Croaker Sacks Got your drug 'cause you sprung on the gangsta mack Lalalalalala, yo, baby, skip the cha-cha Oh! Call me a hoe, with a low blow Hmm, you couldn't deal with the real so you step quick Mad as a bitch 'cause the trick was on the Havik's dick Gangsta luv said "Yo", and you said "Oh no" The life of a "G" was a no, no City 2 city, u say u miss me But you got mad, see Packin' your shit tryna leave me For so long 'cause I'mma go on Yeah, L.U.V. is not me 'cause I'm 2 strong To be a simp, wimp, chump on a bitch list, yeah And I know, girl, u couldn't deal wit' dis [Chorus: L.V.] U couldn't deal wit' dis [x3] U wanna let it go [Verse 2] Look, girl, you used to cry about the way I have to handle thangs But in the streets it's do or die among the central gangs Me and my homies made a record and we make some noise The gangsta luvers try to shell us but we checked the boys Roamin' the city like we used to, nothing have to change But you were trippin' about all the other groupie gangs Yeah, I can pick cha and I can hold you, I can start this shit If it was serious I'd probably get the pistol quick But all the bacons kinda weak against a criminal And now the tellies kinda weak, compared to single strolls The gangsta luv is playin' out I tried to work it out but all you like to do is shout The Prodeje's a business, if you want it, you'd invest You could have made it over but you seem to make a mess Yeah, I used to blend in with the, chicks But now it's with a fist, bitch U couldn't deal wit' dis [Chorus: L.V.] U couldn't deal wit' dis [x3] Think you better let it go Love is not my thang (No) You know I'm a gangsta man You keep callin' me a hoe (Woo) But, girl, you just don't know It was u who pushed me away (Away) And your bitchass just can't stay 'Cause a true ass "G" don't joke (No no no no) So I'm walkin' out tha door (Woo) U couldn't deal wit' dis [x4] Think you better let it go [x2]
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Credits
- Writers
- Prodeje
- Havoc the Mouthpiece
- L.V. (South Central Cartel)