Sean Price & Lil Fame – They Ain't Fucking With Us lyrics

[Chorus: Lil Fame]
This one's for the thugs (P!)
Niggas that don't give a fuck (P!)
Brownsville in my blood (P!)
We're cut from a different cloth, they ain't fucking with us

Who you fucking with (huh?)
Who you fucking with (huh?)
Who you fucking with (Huh?)
(They ain't fucking with us)

Who you fucking with (huh?)
Who you fucking with (huh?)
Who you fucking with (huh?)
(They ain't fucking with us)

[Verse 1: Sean Price]
Listen
Clicking things when the god attacking
Fire [?] feather chicken wing [?]
When Sean rapping, niggas pay attention
When you rap, I be wack for fucking paying admission
Wasting my flow, can't believe I paid for the show
Fuck a refund, when I see son
Taking his dour, P!
Trigger [?] rapper dude

[?] jacket matching nigga with the attitude
Slap a nigga silly, really jokes on you fam
Set fire to flesh, smokes on you fam
I got no radio play
I take your radio and make that shit play what I say
Say what I mean, nigga I mean what I say
So wouldn't I say shut the fuck up, get out of my way, P!
Brownsville, 11212 my zip code
I spit cold, who want flu? P!

[Chorus: Lil Fame]
This one's for the thugs (P!)
Niggas that don't give a fuck (P!)
Brownsville in my blood (P!)
We're cut from a different cloth, they ain't fucking with us

Who you fucking with (huh?)
Who you fucking with (huh?)
Who you fucking with (Huh?)
(They ain't fucking with us)

Who you fucking with (huh?)
Who you fucking with (huh?)
Who you fucking with (huh?)
(They ain't fucking with us)

[Verse 2: Rockness Monsta]
You gotta look out the window to see who is taking the window
Far as rap, I'm swinging bodies like niggas in pip holes
You sound like a dick rhyming, Jim flow
No pause, is a fraudulent innuendo is you big homey
Big homey, you's a big homey
I click forties, lift shorties, this ain't just flows, b nah!
Show you how a burqa kill a top, bro
Desert Eagle each will wriggle [?] he get knocked off
Chickens and pidgeons and dugs, them is stock bros
Could marinade this tipping cocks off
A lot of you bird niggas think you fly
Probably not, penguin looking ass nigga
Eyes walk apple pie
You a wrong kind of animal
Rocking Sean P slow your movements to the stop, red octagon
Look, I'm in the hood, Archaic the niggas good, Brownsville
Aka they wish a nigga woods

[Chorus: Lil Fame]
This one's for the thugs (P!)
Niggas that don't give a fuck (P!)
Brownsville in my blood (P!)
We're cut from a different cloth, they ain't fucking with us

Who you fucking with (huh?)
Who you fucking with (huh?)
Who you fucking with (Huh?)
(They ain't fucking with us)

Who you fucking with (huh?)
Who you fucking with (huh?)
Who you fucking with (huh?)
(They ain't fucking with us)