Petey Pablo - Don't f** With Me lyrics

[Intro] [Hook] 2x I make yo' head bleed Don't f** with me I come to your house in your hood ?? Don't f** with me I roll up on ya', ?????? I do what I say and say what I mean Don't f** with me [Verse 1: Petey Pablo] I was sitting home one night when the lights went out Getting higher than a motherf**er, wildin' out Nothing much, just tooting on a gram of powder Since y'all already know my problem, I'm working on it Anyway, back to the subject I ain't cut em' off cause I ain't paid him for it Some lame sum a b**h put a hit out on me And this was they way of approaching But you know me, I was ready for em' Guns are loaded I just crouched down by the couch, low to the floor Told my homeboys stay down, I'll handle it homey This here ain't gonna take but a moment They done tried it before I seen a shadow at the window I ain't bust though Cause I'm a pro-fessional I want em' all on this side of the door So they can hit me with the self defense law [Hook] 2x [Verse 2: Petey Pablo] See I was sitting at Sonic eating my hotdog Spilling chilli on my white tee, f**ing it off When these dude's rolled up in a rental car Asked if I could spare a few dollars Don't this look wrong First of all, What is y'all driving for And why would y'all try to insult me Do you know who I am, answer probably Look thirsty don't he Trying to rob me I'm a crazy n***a' I'm going to make it easy for em' I'm gonna see how bad they black a** want it I get outta the car Walked over with my shirt wide open Look down, got two big pistols showing Cause I'm by myself n***a, that don't mean that I'm lonely I got thirty-six waiting to floor ya' I don't know ya' And I don't owe ya' Your best bet, turn the car around and floor it Before I blow the f**ing roof up off it [Hook] 2x [Verse 3: Petey Pablo] I ain't a k**er but don't push me Cause I don't need a whole bunch to pump me up to make me will do it I watch too much forensics stupid And they teach you what to do and what not to do See I know how to take gloves and touch my tools And I know what to do with tools when I get through See the truth is you ain't supposed to hold onto em' You ain't supposed to throw em' nowhere somebody will look You ain't supposed to throw em' away, Look See that's the first mistake made by a dumb a** crook See you wait for somebody that's close to ya' to go code blue And then you take the tools to the funeral Let everybody pay they dues And you pay your dues And stick the tools under the dude That's your man he would do it for you Take it to the grave for me homeboy You know how we do [Hook] 2x