DJ Battlecat - f** Y'all lyrics

[Hook] When my sh** drop I get all the love But f** y'all When my sh** come out it be bumpin' in all the clubs So f** y'all If you ever thought that you was goin' hard as us f** y'all f** y'all f** y'all And it's still f** the police too [Verse 1] You can do some corny sh** and get paid You can bite a n***a swag and get laid You can blow up or leave a sh** stain sh** that I been goin' through since 5th grade I, been smokin' weed, I been drinkin' beer I ain't worked a real job in 6 years My time is money My time is f**in' money So before we get started get that get that sh** clear Man n***as hardly home gotta call us on the plane Hear em diss the Div man them n***as talkin' Dame Sherm head out ya brain I can put you out ya pain Lift a n***a off his feet Tell me What you know about that Blaine? Look, man I'm walkin' Pac Div Talkin' like I'm Pac Div When I'm out in traffic b**hes hunt me like I'm Pac Div Mack 10 fo' life Bengal I got old stripes No hype, we ain't matchin' numbers that's our old price Cash, check, yeah scrilla Got the strength of 10 n***as Yeah I'm cool but them n***as is some weird pillars In the hood to the white boys with Quiksilver Out the park with the sh** I think I'm Prince Fielder When you're raw you push that thing to the limit We just finna count profit I'm a swim in a minute I don't speed at the limit, move how I wanna move Knuckle head n***a I'm a do what I wanna do [Hook] When my sh** drop I get all the love But f** y'all When my sh** come out it be bumpin' in all the clubs So f** y'all If you ever thought that you was goin' hard as us f** y'all f** y'all f** y'all And it's still f** the police too f** the police too f** the police too f** the police too f** the police too [Verse 2] f** em, we dodge em and we duck em Put your hand out they gon' cuff em Guns drawn they gon' buck em dog No discussion, they kick the door and they rush in They heat is co*ked and they bustin' You feed em it really means nothin' dog These n***as awfully and lawful They breakin' inside yo' crib It just means they probably gon' rob you They actin' holy in public but far from part the Apostle Abusin' the constituion and quit to carve up the Gospel dog The laws (?) supposed to be talkin' bout b**hes and weed Money and bling those sort of things ya know? Yeah it seems to be what's in But when have you ever known us to do what's seems to be the trend? I keep beastin' with the pen Won't sell my soul to the media for spins In this cheesy f**in' biz I'm out [Hook] When my sh** drop I get all the love But f** y'all When my sh** come out it be bumpin' in all the clubs So f** y'all If you ever thought that you was goin' hard as us f** y'all f** y'all f** y'all And it's still f** the police too f** the police too f** the police too f** the police too f** the police too [Verse 3-Kurupt] You know that this is just to give the n***a we was born to ball f** em, you didn't know that we was on to y'all It's hard to get along in this motherf**in' dead zone Picture frame, Instagram, camera phone Sarah Palin, b**h white politic Diplomatic immunity on the dick Corporate in the sh**, been the sh**, venomous Innocent, opposite, in to get it, all of it Into gettin' all of it All about my business Me and Pac insidious You know Gotti's hideous Young and the intelligent to motherf**in' idiots Live it and experience Y'all be on some silly sh** f** em, f** em [Hook] When my sh** drop I get all the love But f** y'all When my sh** come out it be bumpin' in all the clubs So f** y'all If you ever thought that you was goin' hard as us f** y'all f** y'all f** y'all And it's still f** the police too f** the police too f** the police too f** the police too f** the police too