[Young Noble] - repeated throughout track - x 23   Fuck With Me!      [Napolean - Verse 1]   Baby-girl, you know you put it on me   Shakin your ass in the quarter for me   It's like de-ja-vu the way I met you   You told me you and your nephew   Blow Makaveli too, but smash that boo   Cause that's a bootleg   And it was hard to take my eyes off your legs   Listen can I buy you a drink?   Let your home girl hold your mink   The dead thought made for you and me   Can you walk with me, talk with me   Or one-night stand with me, probably   The answer I can hear tonight   Hips, dick-lick the lips, bitch you goin home tonight   I'm a money-maker, just shakin that thing your momma gave you   Creamin that black heritage, I can't wait to taste ya   You got one life to live, with much to give   Don't play yourself short, Miss Thang, give it here   And what's this I hear, about you top class   That down-south ass will make me spend some cash   Now did you listen to the words I was spittin at ya?   You so much you gonna make g-star rival at ya      [Young Noble - Verse 2]   I give it to you good girl, in the heat of the night   Even when I'm rollin, cream you right   And I ain't even tryin to sleep on old girl   Millennium dime-piece she movin her own world   And don't be a leader, brag on his dick   I ain't tryin to lock you down, hear the slap on the wrist   And I'm the type that talks flicks, when I'm up in it   She ain't the type to throw fits when I bust in it   So what's fuckin with that   She like to lay on her stomach so I bust on her back   And I don't care if she a groupie or not   I'm gettin head on the block and the hooptie'll drop   Root-Crew been hot since back in the day   And since I knew Pac, I'm havin my way   And now you wish you would have stuck with me   Cause all your honeys wanna fuck with me   Where they at? Where they at?      [Chorus - EDI Mean]   Because I'm headin somewhere   And them other (niggaz baby) (rappers gone) gonna be dead in a year   Plus, I know you tired of them fake thugs   All-be gangstaz in they video with make-up   Uh, I don't think so nigga, I'm an outlaw nigga   Hear the heat blow nigga?    Uh, then have the time of your life   One night, next day you tell them people you're my wife   Cause can't nobody do it like this   A lot of mother fuckers talkin but we true to this shit      [EDI Mean - Verse 3]   Come on, straight off the straights of hard time and no luck   Some wonderin niggaz that ankled this game and came up   They ain't wanna fuck with us power to this   But we said 'fuck that' and set fire to this bitch nigga   Outlaw, just some ridahs on our own mission   The trite and true, we un-fuck with a boo   It's critical, the game change, we stay the same   A lot of shit y'all doin now, I did when I was seventeen   And that's the truth if I ever heard it   Hard time, sometime, but I know it's gonna be worth this shit   We done got it together, we gonna party together   They try to stop what we doin, we give em 'Hell man whatever'   Shit this how a live nigga do it, ride or die nigga blew it   We don't try nigga, lose it   And let em know not to fuck with you   And touch your boo, bust your tooth, hush them fools       Chorus      [Kastro - Verse 4]   Uh, a big dick to stroke   I ain't braggin, I'm just lettin you know   Uh, and ever sicne you bounced on me, baby I've been ready to go   Uh, and we can keep this between us   Nut with nothin much to discuss   Uh, or we can let it out to the world   Make a boy or a girl, it's on us   Baby, I like it when you show me your tongue   Lick on my balls until I cum and yell 'stop, stop'   Uh, and when I blow on your clit   Stick my thumb where you shit, you get hot   Damn, nasty, plus you got a big old ass   That pop like a gun, go 'blast, blast'   And you think your girl was fucked   Always talkin all that jazz   So don't fuck with me   I'm not the nigga you love   I'm just the nigga you fuck   I ain't the nigga to her      Chorus