Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Can't Fuck With, artist - Layzie Bone.
Date of issue: 22.10.2007
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Can't Fuck With |
And don’t fuck with these Hi Power’d Soldiers! |
Glocks, AK’s with extra clips to go |
You can’t fuck with these Hi Power’d Soldiers! |
This for the soldiers in Iraq and all of the soldiers in Kuwait |
All of the soldiers in the hood, in every city and every state |
Hold it down, hold your weight, with your Hi Power’d artillery |
Like a fine tuned killin machine, on they neck like a guillotine |
Brain power, that’s what get you through the war |
See that’s what get you through the door, when you tryin not to be poor |
Even more stay on your physical, it’s a nation undivisible |
They say we ain’t divided, but I think they lost the principle |
It’s critical, take knowledge around you man, this shit is digital |
Really though, stay on your focus, or just be miserable |
Sufferin in the battlefield, lack of ammunition |
Better be real with yo' henchmen, or you might just come up missin |
Listen here, I know the art to this, I be on some heartless shit |
This knowledge here is hard to get, c’mon soldier march to this |
Just like Sun Tsu, many tactics, you ain’t feelin me |
Think you see me now nigga, catch me on the killin spree |
Can’t fuck with the soldiers, connected in the West |
It’s about time to bring back that «Thuggish Ruggish» shit |
From Cleveland, Ohio, to the streets of L. A |
We’re bringin back that gangsta shit since early K-Day |
Rest in peace Eazy-E, now we got new G’s |
Record companies scared, cause we strictly from the streets |
Blood money, and the march continues |
We won the West coast, don’t get it twisted motherfuckers! |
Yeah, and the massacre’s started |
Fuck the weak hearted, we’re notorious when we’re marchin |
Killin is necessary so make, way |
Our brigade have grenades, rifles and AK’s |
Layzie Bone realized the movement started in the West |
A ruthless organization, that’s ready for any test |
Against West, that’s us |
So watch your back cause we’re comin, we don’t give a fuck |
The soldiers marchin on prepared for war, for war |
Soldiers marchin on prepared for war, for war |
How many times I gotta tell these knuckleheads that life is serious |
Here today and gone tomorrow, but niggas wanna be curious |
Like little kids, get in some shit they ass can’t get out |
Had to sit 'em in the corner, put that ass on time-out |
Gon' find out the hard way about the ways of the world |
Little boys and little girls, bein raised in this world |
Do it like Capone-E homie, have some goals you workin for |
Be the best that you can be cause young Capone-E did it yo |
Do it like you bonafied, invitation, wanna ride? |
Keep it real, don’t do it wrong, scary ones don’t come outside |
Bravery, never fear, courage dawg, that’s what it is |
Think the war ain’t real? |
I been fightin it for years |