K*ll Your A**

Trick Daddy

[Chorus:]
I'm a f*** around and kill yo a**
I'm a f*** around and kill yo a**
F*** around and kill yo a** (say what)
I'm a f*** around and kill yo a**

[Trick Daddy]
I'm having a supper with some lonely motherf***er
Some little boney motherf***er
You killed my homie motherf***er
So what a real n**** 'posed to do

Get ghost and kill every b**** close to you
And you probably gone kill me if I ain't careful
Probably gone damn near me if I ain't careful
Now you f***ing with the wrong n****

I'll follow you home n****, ready to pull the motherf***ing trigger
'Cause I ain't f***ing with nobody, owe nobody
Need nobody but my shottie
See all my ex-friends was ex-cons, most of them dead and gone

Therefore I'm ridding for 'em
I'm putting holes in you c***sucker
I'm closing shop on your block with this glock sucker
Won't be no serving on this corner

Won't be no hanging, swanging, swerving on this corner
I gives a f*** about your homie
You can play crazy if ya want to, but ya p**** when I get up on ya
But when these blades go to chopping, n****s gone be dropping

And vertebra's going to be rocking
And I'm a..

[Chorus]

[Trick Daddy]
I gives a f*** that you getting do
I gives a f*** bout your hoe, gives a f*** bout who she know
Ain't no joking in my game, don't get chained,
And slanged about my cocaine

I know some n****s, who want to smoke,
He want some hotter green and a quarter head for that coke
Won't be no jacking while I'm stacking
Won't be no slapping, no laughing, or no motherf***ing macking

Just me and my workers in a circle,
And ain't nobody and hiding 'round cause if they is I got to hurt ya
And if I...