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fuck around - styles p & havoc lyrics

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[intro: styles p]
let’s go hav’
can’t f*ck around….f*ck around these n*ggas
you know?
f*ck em

[verse 1: styles p]
yeah
can’t k!ll a goat k!ller
sp the wolf, nowadays i sell juice
but back then n*ggas knew i used to be a dope dealer
i ain’t even proud of that but you was talking sh*t
like the kingpin, i kicked the door, tell us where the powder at
i don’t even want that sh*t, f*ck it, i confront the sh*t
know some n*ggas in the hood, can’t wait to pump this sh*t
lucky i’m mature now, i don’t want smoke
unless i could catch the body, leave town, that’s for sure now
aston is four*door now, house by the white folks
lеaking and you fell, you ain’t know it, that’s the lifeboat
i’vе been in the trenches where n*ggas is selling nitro
ghost * how you doing your homie, i’m aight though
yeah, mind your business, imma mind mines
i had nine .9s back in ’99
leave you on the bench with a stench, i am prime*time

[chorus: styles p]
i don’t f*ck around and f*ck around with these n*ggas
i just say “f*ck em”, stay around from these n*ggas
if they cross the line, buck a pound at these n*ggas
this sh*t is like a war, cover ground with these n*ggas
i don’t f*ck around and f*ck around with these n*ggas
i just say “f*ck em”, stay around from these n*ggas
if they cross the line, buck a pound at these n*ggas
this sh*t is like a war, cover ground with these n*ggas
[verse 2: styles p]
you wanna f*ck with me?
i’ve been in the zone all year
i ain’t got enough sp*ce to try and tap two tears
gun pointed at the door when i ask “who’s there?”
know the answer’s “n0body” if i ask who cares
so i be in the mix like i’m kool*aid
real cool n*gga, f*ck around and get your crew sprayed
sh*t, a n*gga been outside since my new plate
and i got a bowl full of bullets for your toupee
if i ain’t carry a gun, i got two blades
old school n*gga that’s familiar with the new ways
if you wanna play the wave, know the water meet the air too
wanna play the k, bring the stick for the beard, duke
i gave you a jewel, i hope that you take it
don’t care if you don’t ’cause real n*ggas make it
notice i ain’t say try
if your n*ggas don’t know this, i ain’t say why
h*a*v*o, g holst, n*gga
for them n*ggas with the hammer in that ski coat, n*gga
what up?

[chorus: styles p]
i don’t f*ck around and f*ck around with these n*ggas
i just say “f*ck em”, stay around from these n*ggas
if they cross the line, buck a pound at these n*ggas
this sh*t is like a war, cover ground with these n*ggas
i don’t f*ck around and f*ck around with these n*ggas
i just say “f*ck em”, stay around from these n*ggas
if they cross the line, buck a pound at these n*ggas
this sh*t is like a war, cover ground with these n*ggas

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