Boosie BadAzz - Better Not Fight lyrics

[Intro] Y'all better not (Heeeeeeeeeyyyyyy) Y'all better not ( Y'all better not [Hook:] Ya'll betta' not fight in this b**h Ya'll betta' not fight in this b**h, cause I plan on stayin' all night in this b**h [x2] [Lil Boosie:] Ask Louisiana, (ask 'em) ask Mississipi (ask 'em) Ask Little Rock nothin can f** with me. (Little Rock) Real talk you can even ask 50 (ask 50) Betta' yet you can ask P.Diddy Baltimore my city, I set it off In Milwaukee I'm the governor n***a, they lovin' a n***a I'm Duvall finest, I'm laced with diamonds Been up in St. Louis all they do is bang Boosie President in Carolina, both of 'em, hundred thousand on my wrist b**h, both arms Louisiana ain't even gotta talk, (fa what?) in every town I'm the muthaf**in boss Savannah Georgia I'm higher than anybody, rest in peace camoflauge n***a I got it Got a style that just can't be faded, gotta smile drive bad b**hes crazy [Hook:] Ya'll betta' not fight in this b**h Ya'll betta' not fight in this b**h, cause I plan on stayin' all night in this b**h [x2] [Lil Trill:] We in that thing d-bo, hotta than a heato, walk a wrong way & getcha stung like a mosquito Young nino, money like a casino, bossman in my city think I'm Al Pacino Chea with the fightin tonight gettin ya chills on We tryna party all night we ain't goin home Trill fam yeah you know how we rock every city we hit we got the town on lock All or nothin' yeah that's just how we comin' Tell ya boy to stand down we come in a whole hundid' (Think we ain't?) You can buck, you can dance, you can wyle out Get outta line & we gon' make ya file out [Hook:] Ya'll betta' not fight in this b**h Ya'll betta' not fight in this b**h, cause I plan on stayin' all night in this b**h [x2] [Webbie:] Whatchu mean bruh? Awh mane bruh I'm in this thang and that's the only thing I came for. Mugged up, I got my people with me The whole trill fam, and we don't give a damn Bout what they talkin bout. spillin liquor put us out Point one of em out, I'll punch em in the mouth Full of d**, feelin good I dare ya for to look at me. f** with me, what n***a? Knock ya out & then kick ya apart, stomp the sh** up outta b**h & take that sh** to the car Put that tool up on ya homie right in front of ya boy Murda, first degree, I'm ready ta catch me a charge. whaaat! [Hook:] Ya'll betta not fight in this b**h Ya'll betta not fight in this b**h, cause I plan on stayin' all night in this b**h [x2] [Foxx:] Don't get to fightin my n***as might get to shootin I got fifty n***as with me, 49 of em bootin I'm on all kinda d** I don't know which way to go Left my mind at the house Left my cigar at the store Left my weed in the car Left my henny at the bar Left my rubber on yo bed Left yo woman in the dark Tell tha dj run it back, yeah we on the hundid pack Got somebody babymama kissin where my stomach at Betta cool yo lil nachos, actin like you macho Hitcha with that 40 knock the meat up out ya taco I don't even drank but got this giant goose bottle You can keep the ratchets cause I'm leavin' with a model! [Hook:] Ya'll betta not fight in this b**h Ya'll betta not fight in this b**h, cause I plan on stayin' all night in this b**h [x2]