give props lyrics – dem franchize boyz

[chorus: repeat 2x]
b*tch don’t play with me [repeat 4x]
i ain’t noone to f*ck wit [repeat 4x]
[jizzal man]
b*tch don’t play with me don’t even wave to me
it’s a wrap ye ain’t got nuttin’ else to say to me
make a n*gg* snap or see me straight flip b*tch
f*ckin’ with some g gon’ get that *ss killed b*tch
and if the cops come? f*ck if the cops come
cause i’ma do the sweep, h*ll yeah with my shotgun
blow a f*ckin’ fuse and be wonderin’ why he did that
tried to keep it cool yeah i’m comin’ to push your wigs back
i squeeze big triggers, that’ll rip when i blast techs
and i tote handguns with clips the size of giraffe necks
with the red beem on it (beem on it) so i can’t miss
and i shoot k’s (shoot k’s) with ben frank clips
what’s that? that’s 100 rounds… empty? that’s 100 down
f*ck with dfb and you gon hear how 100 sound
i pump and break it down, when i c*ck it and spit slug
put your knees on your ankles, and your chest where your hip was
b*tch don’t play with me [repeat 4x]
i ain’t noone to f*ck wit [repeat 4x]
[crunchy black]
gimme that gun, gimme that man, gimme that keys, i’m at his *ss
talk that sh*t, now see is he bad, i’ma make him do the mothaf*ckin’ dance
catch up with him, just like chad, put one in his mothaf*ckin’ *ss
leave ’em all bl**dy, like a big pad. crunchy blac – i don’t *ss crash
[juicy j]
i’m bout to walk up to your house knock on the door and blow your brains out
then buck you in your chest so f*ckin hard it knock the stains out
i’m one of them crazy cats that kick your *ss and knock them thangs out
i got a 12 inch d*ck in your girl mouth i’ma let it hang out
[dj paul]
yeah, bounce bounce star, bounce bounce star
three 6 mafia and the franchise huuhh?
we put a b*tch on blast
dirty south we’ll blast your *ss
b*tch don’t play with me [repeat 4x]
i ain’t noone to f*ck wit [repeat 4x]
every n*gg* that f*ck with me (test me), that’s the n*gg* i’ma check
turn his whole chest into a muh f*ckin’ fish net
i ain’t noone to f*ck with, stuff you in the truck n*gg*
have you tracked out, trapped up, bent up n*gg*
i got transporters that’s workin’ for a couple figures
and a couple slick colors, on a n*gg* play the trigger
shoot a n*gg* down yup, that’s courtesy the young dealer
n*gg*z with att*tude natural born young killers
now b*tch don’t play wit me cause i got the k with me
load it up, c*ck it back, get all in they face with it
i ain’t noone to f*ck wit, better get your issue right
nut in them b*tches and he ready to light that dynamite
zmp n*gg*z hate it so i stay strapped
run up on a n*gg* and put a whole in his wavecap
it’s pimpin n*gg*, steady trippin’ on my off day
blowin’ purp all day run more blocks than in your ice tray
b*tch don’t play with me [repeat 4x]
i ain’t noone to f*ck wit [repeat 4x]

/ dem franchize boyz lyrics