[Trick]   I tellin ya boy I got them boys    Dog I be tryin to tell em      [Verse 1: Trick Daddy, The Lost Tribe]      You can't catch me boy   Don't upset me boy   Touch me my dog a wet 'cha boy   Never disrespect me boy   Dog you better check ya' boy   Cause I'll never thirty-eight 'cha I'll tech ya boy   Pray to God protect ya boy   Cause when it's on it's like Electra boy   I know you wanna go home but we ain't gone let 'cha boy   And if my money ain't right you better stretch it boy   Cause when it's bout that bread I'm sweat 'cha boy   You see I'm riding round in a lexus boy   Cause we rob a lot like a Texas boy   And if ya aint Slip-N-Slide I'll wreck ya boy   Give me fifty feet stay out my section boy   Disrespecting hoes like we sexist boy   You know a nigga keep a Smith and Wesson boy   I don't mean no harm just protection boy   We can shoot it out like a Western boy      [Chorus: repeat 2x]      I suggest you don't be (fucking with me)   And if you don't wanna die (don't be fucking with me)   Don't wanna lose ya' life (don't be fucking with me)   And if you ain't slip-n-slide (don't be fucking with me)      [Verse 2: (Trick Daddy)]      I went ahead and bought that Benzo boy   That bitch with 20-inch Lorenzo's boy   And the big crib is hittin boy   Bought me rollie with them bulletproof windows boy   Cause them jack boys you know that got the energy boy   Fuck if I offend ya boy   Got a place I'll send ya' boy   And a clip I'll lend ya' boy   Tell the morgue that a real nigga send ya' boy   Cause I bend ya' boy   And I want every dime that ya' got boy   I need some D's on my drop boy   And two ki's in the spot boy   See the real niggaz just want stop boy   Huh, we on top boy      [Chorus:]      I suggest you don't be (fucking with me)   And if you don't wanna die (don't be fucking with me)   Don't wanna lose ya' life (don't be fucking with me)   And if you ain't slip-n-slide (don't be fucking with me)      [Verse 3: The Lost Tribe]      You can't fuck with the south boy   Watch'cha mouth boy   Fucking with the tribe in this game a take ya' out boy   In 95 south find another route boy   It ain't hard for us to show you what we 'bout boy   Leave ya' dead with out a trace boy   I'm at 'cha funeral and I can't see ya' face boy   Ya brain is a terrible thing to waste boy   And ain't 'cha way to fast for ya' pace boy   It aint no thang for me to catch another case boy   Stay in ya place boy   Cause I'll have ya' ass erased boy      [Verse 4: The Lost Tribe]      When this shit hit the fat you gone feel it boy   You wanna fuck around with Faith I'ma seal it boy   I put a hole in ya' can't nobody heal it boy   We got this shit locked can't nobody steal it boy   I'm tryin' to stash somethin' close to a million boy   Is ya' with me lost tribe (yeah I feel ya boy)   This shit serious boy   I know ya curious boy   You wanna know why we livin luxurious boy   You hearin righteous funk boogie on this track here boy   You better straighten up and learn how to act here boy   Ain't no smack here boy   You get jack here boy   And when we finish you'll never come back here boy      [Chorus:]      So I suggest you don't be (fucking with me)   And if you don't wanna die (don't be fucking with me)   Don't wanna lose ya' life (don't be fucking with me)   And if you ain't slip-n-slide (don't be fucking with me)      [Verse 5: JV & The Lost Tribe]      Niggaz' like us we off glass hope ya heard me boy   My dogs deal dirty early in the morning boy   Ain't no yawning boy   I gotta keep a eye on what we earning boy   Keep them things turning boy   Who you referring boy   I'll burn ya' boy   Mind ya' business cause this here don't concern ya' boy   I'm trying to warn ya' boy   I'll toy turn ya' boy   Ya betta move the way Slip-N-Slide tell ya boy   Ya betta have me fo I Big Worm ya boy   I'll put some fire to that ass that'll learn ya boy      So I suggest you don't let me get 'cha boy   Guarantee a right cross gone split 'cha boy   Is this ya' boy   Then ya better come and get 'cha boy   Go to the morgue and enlist ya' boy   And if ya' violate my turf I'm gone get with 'cha boy   Man, ain't nobody gone miss ya boy   Last thing you wanna do is go and piss me boy   Get the picture boy   Fuck ho's get richer boy   Keep one eye open for the snitcher's boy   That bullet proof vest want protect ya' boy   I got a chopper in the trunk that a wet 'cha boy   You better pray and hope God don't forget 'cha boy   [..]   Fucking with me [until fade]   Trick Daddy comes in after 4th fucking with me to say:      Don't fuck around and let 'em get 'cha boy   Cause if you do I'm going all out with 'cha boy [until fade]