Can`t Fuck Wit lyrics

Artist  : Mobb Deep 
Song : Can`t Fuck Wit



 Send "Can`t Fuck Wit" Ringtone to your Cell 

 

featuring Raekwon

[Intro: Havoc
(Prodigy)]
Yeah... yeah... yeah (Let it go...
let it go)
Yo that's right (uh huh uh huh uh
huh)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah (That's right)
Oh yeah (Check
it out tell 'em dunn)
Oh...

[Chorus x2:
Havoc]
Y'all niggaz can't fuck wit the niggaz I
fuck wit (uh uh)
Really don't wanna fuck wit
niggaz I fuck wit (uh uh)
Y'all niggaz minor
league in my eyes for real
Y'all niggaz wanna
pop shit? See me when ya get a record
deal

[Havoc]
Yo, if I sat at wrote a
verse for all the niggaz I hated
Most
definately, if not you, kill somebody
belated
Sound foul with a subject, dunn, no
women or kids
Dump you up under a bridge in a
cardboard box
I'm like nothin to do wit it,
believe it or not
I'm washin my hands to get
bent with Henney or rock
Up in the rep bangin
my chest off, pealin my socks
Niggaz do it to
death, I sleep with my 6 cocked
Like Henney
rock, one sip, ya love it a lot
While you
sleepin, I'm creapin wit the intricate
plot
Cuz picture me up in the morgue, way
before my time
Picture you tryin to get my
while I'm still tryin to get mines
Asshole,
have ya brain lookin like Castro
Dunn, I heard
you wanted me (be careful what you ask
for)
Bitch, if I buck you, damn Short
snitched
The nigga just mad cuz he can't cop
crisp

[Chorus x2]

[Raekwon]
I
observe the dread, winter time, big shot in my
leg
Blood barrels, a big thick Benneton
keg
Razor glass full, salute all teflon, shoot
wit the left arm
We sleepin wit nukes, the
blood is shed warm
High-voltage guns, nuns wit
jums in the gums
Razors, lazers, bulletproof
blazers
Yo, remind what the team
chanted
They bought the jewel from a don wit a
king-sized hat on, slanted
Kangol wit Bentol,
ya mental, mid-war
Spill Hen' in the store,
that's for the own'
Blaze wit a bent 4, yo
these laws is your's
When we pour gasoline all
in ya pours and draws
So decievin, flow speed
change, lay him down, empty breathin
Instead
of these leaks, we leave the weak
weapin
Operation: apparatus, spray shots
through ya grey Stratus
Straight up status for
maggots

[Chorus
x2]

[Prodigy]
Soldier boys stay on ya
toes, be on ya P's and Q's
Keep ya eyes bright
comin out ya buildin, duke
You might bump into
a bullet or stumble on ya death
Niggaz
slumber, I put 'em in a deep coma
I keep guns
cuz it's like that, you figure it out
I got an
arson for niggaz tryin to figure me out
You
ain't a killa, you just talk more, runnin ya
mouth
The type of nigga, we'll stomp out and
bloody down
Look, we a Mobb for real, don't
let the LP's twist it
Cut me a cheque cuz I
don't talk business
Drop anthems worth
millions and spend millions
Take trips with my
niggaz to the Keys on the weekends
Serious
jewels, pissy off the fruits
Dunn, we move
like the marines, move when we come
through
Seduce bitches dizzy, half they
friends and they moms wanna hit me
Y'all know
my stiggity

[Chorus x2]

[Outro:
Havoc]
Yeah, yeah...