Hell naw, they don't like that
Hell naw, they don't like that
Hell naw, they don't like that
Hell naw, they don't like that
Fuck that nigga, fuck that bitch
Hell naw, they don't like that shitI'm a side on the screen
(Why)
'Cuz I let my glock pop
Drawing chalk in the streets
But they ain't playin' hopscotchI can make the rock lock
Soon as I get the pot wet
Like the fire hydrant on
I can leave ya block wetThey don't like that
(Hell naw
But I don't give a fuck
2 deals in 2 years, a mill'
I got plenty bucksCan't tell me shit
(Why)
'Cuz snitches I don't fuck wit 'em
DFB bitch
Hell yeah, I'ma buck wit 'emCan't tell me shit
(Why)
'Cuz snitches I don't fuck wit 'em
DFB bitch
Hell yeah, I'ma buck wit 'emCan't tell me shit
(Why)
'Cuz snitches I don't fuck wit 'em
DFB bitch
Hell yeah, I'ma buck wit 'emStill got da pound
Still package the yade
And I'm still in the hood
Like the rats and the jaysGlass light give 'em lock jaw
So they crawl right back
Oh, I think they like me
But I don't think they like thatHell naw, they don't like that
Hell naw, they don't like that
Hell naw, they don't like that
Hell naw, they don't like that
Fuck that nigga, fuck that bitch
Hell naw, they don't like that shitI don't think they like that
Hell naw, not at all
Take it like you wanna
Get bust like a cannonballI don't think they like that
Hell naw, not at all
Take it like you wanna
Get bust like a cannonballI don't think they like that
Hell naw, not at all
Take it like you wanna
Get bust like a cannonballNiggaz like to mimick
They bite me like a 2 piece
Jump juicy jump
I'ma make you niggaz shoot meThese niggaz talkin' so much
But y'all doin' so luck
I laugh so hard at you niggaz
'Cuz the shit ticklesTalked to Lady P
And she downed you like a football
You ignorant ass nigga
Heard the people pistle whooped y'allAnd I ain't the one to fuck wit
You fuckin' wit the right one
The tech's in the trunk
(Bitch)
Unique wit them tight gunsGot millions on the line
Because my team is stronger
They don't like that
(Why)
Because my cheese is longerHell naw, they don't like that
Hell naw, they don't like that
Hell naw, they don't like that
Hell naw, they don't like that
Fuck that nigga, fuck that bitch
Hell naw, they don't like that shitI act a ass in this coop
Put on shows like it's televised
They move a lot of weight
But I ain't talkin' 'bout exerciseJust keep that AR15
So my niggaz ready to hit 'em up
It's something like shevrun
'Cuz that silver what's gone fill 'em upAnd represent my click
Like a nigga is pose to
And keep a couple niggaz
Wit them to's that I'm close toWhy niggaz wanna shine
Wanna be in my position
'Cuz a nigga turn out short
And leave it hard for the competitionI'm on a mission tryna get it
'Cuz a nigga got to eat
Talk shit on these tracks
And show my ass on these beatsAnd I know these niggaz don't like it
Niggaz say they wanna kill me
Give 'em a shot at comic view
'Cuz I thin these niggaz sillyHell naw, they don't like that
Hell naw, they don't like that
Hell naw, they don't like that
Hell naw, they don't like that
Fuck that nigga, fuck that bitch
Hell naw, they don't like that shitBesides tech's
Money comin' in bundles
And my ice game
Got me wearin' a coat in the summerI'm a gutta nigga
So it's gutta shit that I honor
And I'm still in the tip
Wit a team of Young Gunnaz
(Ten hoe)That's blow, that's beam
They'll serve what you want 'em
They'll cook it in your face
Like your at the your honorsYou know the recipe
Splash then drop that
Add a little bakin' soda
Wit it make it some backDJ drop that
I betchu, I can bring it back
On the track DFB
What you call glass crackGlass crack?
We the shit, so don't ask that
Young niggaz, worth about a mill
They don't like thatHell naw, they don't like that
Hell naw, they don't like that
Hell naw, they don't like that
Hell naw, they don't like that
Fuck that nigga, fuck that bitch
Hell
Songwriters
Willingham, Jamall / Tiller, Gerald / Leverette, Bernard / Gleaton, Maurice / Jackson, KendallPublished by
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC