Y'all Don't Want It
Album: U Gotta Feel Me
Release Date: 3/30/04
Label: Columbia
Explicit version of "Y'all Don't Want It" lyrics
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Y'all don't want it with us
Y'all don't want it with us
Y'all don't want it with us
Y'all don't want it with us
Y'all don't want it with us
Y'all don't want it with us
Y'all don't want it with us
Y'all don't want it with us
This sixteen bars of my brain
I show my scars through my pain
I write my bars on the plane
I bring my boys on the plane
There's nothin' like it
Can't no other rappers compare
'Cuz I can spit it or write it
Just admit it
I'm the hottest around
Niggaz know how I get down
But this ain't makin' the band
I'm tired of shakin' your hand
I got the piece to the puzzle
I'm on the streets when I hustle
I got the heat with the muzzle
You think you know it all
But I prove to show it all
When I move
Hope you don't blow it
Don't bite the hand that feeds you
You just a lukewarm
And believe me
I'm tired of snakes and rats
I'm movin' forward
While I'm in N.Y. collaboratin'
You gotta face the fact
I did it well
Y'all don't want it with us
Y'all don't want it with us
Y'all don't want it with us
Y'all don't want it with us
Y'all don't want it with us
Y'all don't want it with us
Y'all don't want it with us
Y'all don't want it with us
Just let my movement protrude
Or we will move on you dudes
And you niggaz that's beefin'
Okay
Don't get Houston confused
'Cuz they music is screwed
They ain't slow for a second
'Cuz they sippin' on lean
They will roll up with weapons
The four fifth and the beam
Get you tore up
You talk s*** to my team
We controllin' our section
Raw s*** for the fiends
The boys controllin' my section
'Cuz we gettin' that cream
And we roll in Rovers
Iced out birds and frozen clovers
You know I'm smokin' dozers
With that thing I roll with soldiers
So if you want it fam
And when I grip that blam
Pop! Pop! Pop!
Y'all don't want it with us
Y'all don't want it with us
Y'all don't want it with us
Y'all don't want it with us
Y'all don't want it with us
Y'all don't want it with us
Y'all don't want it with us
Y'all don't want it with us
I'm ready to let you have it
Glocks and automatics
I put them in your chest
You shoulda wore your vest
'Cuz we comin' to your house
With the forty cals
Dumpin' twenty five rounds
Now b****
So when we pull up to clubs
They say we known for the brawlin'
And all these bottles I'm poppin'
It's uncontrollable ballin'
Straight from the projects
I'm still cased up with charges
It only takes me three seconds
To straight spray out a cartridge
I'm prepared for the streets
And I ain't scared of police
You know my gangstas ride out
We know to fliz with them heats
We cop cars with them spinners
I be in Texas for breakfast
Sippin' on Purple and Sprite
And back in Harlem for dinner
Y'all don't want it with us
Y'all don't want it with us
Y'all don't want it with us
Y'all don't want it with us
Y'all don't want it with us
Y'all don't want it with us
Y'all don't want it with us
Y'all don't want it with us
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