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Dem Franchize Boyz - They Don't Like That lyrics
Yeah....DFB Bitch Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay [Chorus:] Hell Naw {They Dont Like That}x4 Fuck that nigga, Fuck dat bitch Hell naw they dont like that shit [Verse 1:] I'm a side on the sceen {y} Cuz i let my glock pop Drawing chalk in the streets But they aint playin hopscotch I can make the rock lock Soon as i get the pot wet Like the fire hydrant on I can leave ya block wet They dont like that {hell naw} But i dont give a fuck 2 deals in 2 years, a mill I got plenty bucks Cant tell me shit {y} Cuz snitches I dont fuck wit'em DFB BITCH Hell yea I'ma buck wit'em Still got da pound Still package the yade And I'm still in the hood Like the rats and the jays Glass light give'em lock jaw So they crawl right back Yea i think they like me But i dont think they like that [Repeat Chorus:] [Verse 2:] I dont think they like that Hell naw not at all Take it like u wanna Get bust like a cannonball Niggaz like to mimick They bite me like a 2 piece Jump juicy jump I'ma make u niggaz shoot me These niggaz talkin so much But ya'll doin so luck I laugh so hard at u niggaz Cuz the shit tickles Talked to Lady P And she downed u like a football U ignorant azz nigga Heard the people pistle whooped ya'll And i aint the one to fuck wit U fuckin wit the right one The tech's in the trunk {bitch} Unique wit them tight guns Got millions on the line Becuz my team is stronger They dont like that {y} Becuz my cheese is longer [Repeat Chorus:] [Verse 3:] I act a ass in this coop Put on shows like its televised They move a lot of weight But i aint talkin bout exercise Just keep that AR15 So my niggaz ready to hit'em up Its something like shevrun Cuz that silver whats gone fill'em up And represent my click Liek a nigga is pose 2 And keep a couple niggaz Wit them 2's that I'm close 2 Why niggaz wanna shine Wanna be in my position Cuz a nigga turn out short And leave it hard 4 the competition I'm on a mission tryna get it Cuz a nigga got to eat Talk shit on these tracks And show my ass on these beats And i know these niggaz dont like it Niggaz say they wanna kill me Give'em a shot at comicview Cuz i thin kthese niggaz silly [Repeat Chorus:] [Verse 4:] Besides Tech's Money comin in bundles And my ice game Got me wearin a coat in the summer I'm a gutta nigga So its gutta shit that i honor And I'm still in the tip Wit a team of Young Gunnaz {Ten hoe} Thats blow, Thats beam They'll serve what u want'em They'll cook it in your face Like your at the Your Honors U know the recipe Slpash then drop that Add a little bakin soda Wit it make it some back Dj Drop That I betchu i can bring it back On the track DFB What u call glass crack Glass Crack? We the shit, so dont ask that Young niggaz, worth about a mill They dont like that [Repeat Chorus] |
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