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I tellin ya boy I got them boys

Dog I be tryin to tell em

Verse 1: trick daddy, the lost tribe

You cant catch me boy

Dont upset me boy

Touch me my dog a wet cha boy

Never disrespect me boy

Dog you better check ya boy

Cause Ill never thirty-eight cha Ill tech ya boy

Pray to God protect ya boy

Cause when its on its like electra boy

I know you wanna go home but we aint gone let cha boy

And if my money aint right you better stretch it boy

Cause when its bout that bread Im sweat cha boy

You see Im riding round in a lexus boy

Cause we rob a lot like a texas boy

And if ya aint slip-n-slide Ill wreck ya boy

Give me fifty feet stay out my section boy

Disrespecting hoes like we sexist boy

You know a nigga keep a smith and wesson boy

I dont mean no harm just protection boy

We can shoot it out like a western boy

Chorus: repeat 2x

I suggest you dont be (*****ing with me)

And if you dont wanna die (dont be *****ing with me)

Dont wanna lose ya life (dont be *****ing with me)

And if you aint slip-n-slide (dont be *****ing with me)

Verse 2: (trick daddy)

I went ahead and bought that benzo boy

That ***** with 20-inch lorenzos boy

And the big crib is hittin boy

Bought me rollie with them bulletproof windows boy

Cause them jack boys you know that got the energy boy

***** if I offend ya boy

Got a place Ill send ya boy

And a clip Ill lend ya boy

Tell the morgue that a real nigga send ya boy

Cause I bend ya boy

And I want every dime that ya got boy

I need some ds on my drop boy

And two kis in the spot boy

See the real niggaz just want stop boy

Huh, we on top boy

Chorus:

I suggest you dont be (*****ing with me)

And if you dont wanna die (dont be *****ing with me)

Dont wanna lose ya life (dont be *****ing with me)

And if you aint slip-n-slide (dont be *****ing with me)

Verse 3: the lost tribe

You cant ***** with the south boy

Watchcha mouth boy

*****ing with the tribe in this game a take ya out boy

In 95 south find another route boy

It aint hard for us to show you what we bout boy

Leave ya dead with out a trace boy

Im at cha funeral and I cant see ya face boy

Ya brain is a terrible thing to waste boy

And aint cha way to fast for ya pace boy

It aint no thang for me to catch another case boy

Stay in ya place boy

Cause Ill have ya ass erased boy

Verse 4: the lost tribe

When this shit hit the fat you gone feel it boy

You wanna ***** around with faith ima seal it boy

I put a hole in ya cant nobody heal it boy

We got this shit locked cant nobody steal it boy

Im tryin to stash somethin close to a million boy

Is ya with me lost tribe (yeah I feel ya boy)

This shit serious boy

I know ya curious boy

You wanna know why we livin luxurious boy

You hearin righteous funk boogie on this track here boy

You better straighten up and learn how to act here boy

Aint no smack here boy

You get jack here boy

And when we finish youll never come back here boy

Chorus:

So I suggest you dont be (*****ing with me)

And if you dont wanna die (dont be *****ing with me)

Dont wanna lose ya life (dont be *****ing with me)

And if you aint slip-n-slide (dont be *****ing with me)

Verse 5: jv & the lost tribe

Niggaz like us we off glass hope ya heard me boy

My dogs deal dirty early in the morning boy

Aint no yawning boy

I gotta keep a eye on what we earning boy

Keep them things turning boy

Who you referring boy

Ill burn ya boy

Mind ya business cause this here dont concern ya boy

Im trying to warn ya boy

Ill toy turn ya boy

Ya betta move the way slip-n-slide tell ya boy

Ya betta have me fo I big worm ya boy

Ill put some fire to that ass thatll learn ya boy

So I suggest you dont let me get cha boy

Guarantee a right cross gone split cha boy

Is this ya boy

Then ya better come and get cha boy

Go to the morgue and enlist ya boy

And if ya violate my turf Im gone get with cha boy

Man, aint nobody gone miss ya boy

Last thing you wanna do is go and piss me boy

Get the picture boy

***** hos get richer boy

Keep one eye open for the snitchers boy

That bullet proof vest want protect ya boy

I got a chopper in the trunk that a wet cha boy

You better pray and hope God dont forget cha boy

[..]

*****ing with me {until fade}

- trick daddy comes in after 4th *****ing with me to say:

Dont ***** around and let em get cha boy

Cause if you do Im going all out with cha boy {until fade}

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