Don't Want No Problems

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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 (Uh...uh) [Verse One[ 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 games Gangstas 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 and beat (yeah) They had me badly beaten I gotta gash in me, but it was just a scratch to me At first did get some vasiline 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 canapy? 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 Hennesin, because... (hook - repeat 4X) 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 [Verse Two] 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' (well) Ridin' along, mindin' my own buisness, God as my witness It was five in the morn', passin' along, hop in the cornerrrr No, po-lice, hold up, turn the radio down (put your seatbealt on) 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 (hook - repeat 4X) 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 [Outro] What's up son, it's Allecious It's your boy, smoke AKA chevy pentagram to cut your 'cain, again (leave me alone) And uh, I got a problem with you bitches (leave me alone) I'm sick and tired of bein' sick and tired! (leave me alone) I can't even leave the muthafuckin' club with a clean pair of muthafuckin' Schnegals 'Cause the muthafucka wanna step of my feets (leave me alone) I gotta check my muthafuckin' Polo for birth spots and liquor stains Cause a muthafucker want oppression But wanna get me on purpose I'm sick of this shit (leave me alone) Don't be mad at me 'cause my earrings so big and brighter than your beetch, nigga And you beetch, don't be mad at me cause my tires bigger than your niggas tires on his Chevy Sheeit Like Lil' Darryl say LEAVE ME ALONE!

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