don't want no problems

mmhm

mmhm

mmhm

mmhm

mmhm

mmhm

yeah

all in my face feelin' me

mmhm

mmhm

mmhm

all in my face feelin' me

mmhm

mmhm

mmhm

we was up in the club

fillin' these with all the intention we sip of hennessy

my friend and me

i caught my niggas killin' me

testin' weed until the enemy got the tennessee

to hinder me

all in my face feelin' me

bud we pretend to weed

hennessey to silly

gang bangers throwin' them signs up and up and down

bumpin' enemies sayin' things that offendin' me

still here and we ballin' half drunk

passin' out song after song

inhalin' gun after gun

passin' out blunt after blunt

havin' fun

them niggas took a jab at me

then one push from the back of me

tryin' to tackle me and wrestle me

couldn't get me down

so they hit me in the back of the head

they had me badly beaten

i gotta gash in me

but it was just a scratch to me

at first did get some vaseline

a half a week

it cleared up fast and clean

to a scratch you were bad to see

so i ain't mad to see

i want to squash and flaten and beat

like white castle's and crystal square beef patties beat

'cause i'm so sick of you harassin' me

and playin' with me

so can we

can it please?

before we cause a tragedy

and someone pain and agony

but if you feel you can handle me

and still wanna take the man in me

this time i'll have to shut you down

like sunshine anderson

because. i don't want no problems

and you don't want no problems so. better leave me alone

and gone on

nigga better leave me alone and gone on

ow

ow

ouch

it hurts.so bad

it hurts.so bad

i'm from the home of racist rednecks and confederate flags

you could strand them hussies

politicians and drags

cotton pickin'

slave tradin' and nigga lynchin'

lead to more oppression

me cricket caught trigger pinchin'

ridin' along

mindin' my own business

god as my witness

it was five in the morn'

passin' along

hop in the corner

no

po-lice

hold up

turn the radio down

put your seatbealt on

shit

god damn

give me the fuckin' weed

he's gone

what!?

he kept goin'

it's like i got enemy's

'cause of my race they hate me

fuck pullin' over

chase me

guess it's safe to say it makes me crazy

can't give up

'cause this hate it makes me

wanna grab an ak spray strays on 8th street

8 ways and blaze the day bleed

e-e-8-d-d-e-8-b

tryin' to say we pull more keys than a leash of ladies

well ok

hate me

say we crazy

but lately

baby

even criticizin' the way we say things

i pray everyday

but the way he hating

i wish jeff dahmer was here

why?

so he could eat president bush's baked beans

that's why i've been a crook since 18

leave me alone

listen to what the hook is saying

i don't want no problems

and you don't want no problems so. better leave me alone

and gone on

nigga better leave me alone and gone on

what's up son

it's allecious

it's your boy

smoke

aka chevy pentagram to cut your 'cain

again

and uh

i got a problem with you bitches

i'm sick and tired of bein' sick and tired!

i can't even leave the muthafuckin' club

with a clean pair of muthafuckin' sneakers

'cause the motherfucker wanna step of my feet

i gotta check my muthafuckin' polo for burnt spots and liquor stains

cause a motherfucker want oppression

but wanna get me on purpose

i'm sick of this shit

don't be mad at me 'cause my earrings so big

and brighter than your bitch

nigga

and you bitch

don't be mad at me

cause my tires bigger than your niggas tires on his chevy

shit

like lil' darryl say leave me alone!""