D. Black - Y'all Don't Want Us to Come! lyrics

[Mixing by OG Ron C] [Yung Ro] You dont really want beef with us Cause we the only n***as that's beatin us Late night at my spot, we meetin up Either the block or the booth, we heat it up And I'ma heat it up, plus eat it up With my heater up, ready to heat it up Show me a mill and I'll eat it up Plus me and my n***as can't eat enough And I'ma run this race til my features bust Overload the gas and mash, til I crash Or my meter bust I can see it, I'm goin, my meter's up My adrinaline pumpin, to feed the stuff But your a female dog, and I don't feed the pup Matter of fact, I really don't need a pup Kick the ho out the door, and I recieve a nutt You say me and what?? Him? wa**up? Dawg I'm bout to EAT 'em up Naaaw I'm bout to BEAT 'em up But I dont wanna scuff my Fila's up Cut ya speakers up, til the tweaters bust Nobody language, we and us And I f** with Nobody but We and us But yall think Nobody means me and what? Look, 1, 2, 3, Noobooody! Who f**in wit us in this muthaf**a? Noobooody! Put a hollow tip, put it in your boooody Flip my tongue, got 'em like - Oh Gaaaawdy He's on fire, look STOP Let me slow it down and change the flow Cause it really ain't no thang to roll Change the flow, cause I am the flow I AM the Ro, It's Cammron Ro In a land where No-Boooody lives You should see what goes in-siiide of here Alotta straight prayin, Alotta tears Get the f** up outta here Nobody's allowed, and you off limits I spit the real, and you talk gimmick Some about cash, you about pennies I'm about women, cash, and checks Ass and s**, hash and wet, blastin Tecs You outta line, your rent is due, and you past the debt Math and sweat, grind on a everyday thing, way down in Tex And that's it, Naw n***a Cause even if I ran outta sh** to say I just hit Cham on a 2-way And tell 'em to throw me click, Okay? (I'm ready) Yall don't wanna see 'Ro come With four guns, then blow some One into no one, Nobody did it You can't find NO one A snitch, not even a b**h Cause soon as it's over, and court is ajurned WE - will go and find an Attorney And wet 'em up like a shern Sweet We don't turn cheeks, we burn beef Think about it, who really got beef? Messin with me, you get shot B NooBooody! Who got me? You don't want it with us! You don't want it with we! You don't want it with me! You don't want it with C [D-Black] Shiiiiiit They don't want it with D Dash capital Black lettas You betta watch them cats in the back of us Cause we always keppin our gats with us They don't know Mista Maximus Cause if they did, then they wouldn't get out of line If it's plex, we'll get out the nine These cats must be out their mind Look at how we spit out this rhymes They don't wanna see black come With a black gun, when I clap one Into ya back son, cause Black's dumb Now that's done Cause you could get his with a hotshot to ya facial features So stay in ya place while I sip on a ?? and peep our prey like creatures Now I'm back with the Glocks out Better cover your ears, cause we knock loud If we go, toe to toe, you get knocked out ??? you get blacked out Better watch out now, Cause nothin says bustin Like ??? cousin, gotta ounce on the stove and A key in the oven, these b**hes be lovin The way that we comin If we peep then we bustin, No need for discussion I think that your bluffin, we keep the adrinaline rushin I ?? backwards, then I go backward Cause it's some serious f**in I could pull your bra without even tryin And we can take flight, without flyin And we could cook chickens, without even fryin And we could shed tears, without even cryin b**h, These ?? G's Recognize that Nobody is us We come with Nobody with us So you n***as no it's Nobody but us [Chamillionaire] Ay.. I'm allergic to p**y a** n***as And p**y a** n***as always be the one tryin to come around I'm not some kinda gynecologist So I'm not gunna sit, here and be dealin with all you vagina's Allergic to n***as who be thinkin bout jackin Them be the main n***as pullin up beside us Say 'Ro ahh - ahh - chu (gunshot) Hand me the gat and maybe that'll clear my sinus Can't see me, I promise It's kinda like ya eyes is, starrin off into your eye lids Wannabe riots I don't see yo team, cause them n***as be invisable as my smile is n***a be quiet, My team we some grinders I'm the King, I'm ya highness Anything ya can think of, I'm probably the king of Like Krunk music and Lil'Jon is Playa I promise, You can search, but won't find it Around me, the sicker my rhyme is There's no minus ahead of what my mind is So tell yo mind, to get in line and stand behind his Here's put it on ya mind kids My lyrics bring violence, so please don't buy this Please don't try this at home, cause it's known To start cool and end up in three riots n***a we giants There's nobody in here - YEP, Maaaan He get money Cause Nobody n***as get leaves of Chronic What about Lew Hawk man? He's dishonest He probably got more speed then Sonic Ain't talkin bout runnin n***a, he will front it What about Twin? Too much weed in his stomach n***a call on a hater, til he get hunted When the laws interrogate and ??? from em Runnin with Nobody, how you seem 'em comin? n***a..Koop! [OG Ron C scratches and mixes]