Lyrics Language: Scots Song writer/composer(s): Jamall Willingham, Bernard Leverette, Gerald Tiller, Maurice Gleaton
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Dem Franchize BoyzThey Don't Like That Lyrics:
Yeah....DFB Bitch
Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay
[Chorus:]
Hell Naw They Dont Like That x4
Fuck that nigga, Fuck dat bitch
Hell naw they dont like that shit
[Verse 1:]
I'm a side on the sceen y
Cuz i let my glock pop
Drawing chalk in the streets
But they aint playin hopscotch
I can make the rock lock
Soon as i get the pot wet
Like the fire hydrant on
I can leave ya block wet
They dont like that hell naw
But i dont give a fuck
2 deals in 2 years, a mill
I got plenty bucks
Cant tell me shit y
Cuz snitches I dont fuck wit'em
DFB BITCH
Hell yea I'ma buck wit'em
Still got da pound
Still package the yade
And I'm still in the hood
Like the rats and the jays
Glass light give'em lock jaw
So they crawl right back
Yea i think they like me
But i dont think they like that
[Repeat Chorus:]
[Verse 2:]
I dont think they like that
Hell naw not at all
Take it like u wanna
Get bust like a cannonball
Niggaz like to mimick
They bite me like a 2 piece
Jump juicy jump
I'ma make u niggaz shoot me
These niggaz talkin so much
But ya'll doin so luck
I laugh so hard at u niggaz
Cuz the shit tickles
Talked to Lady P
And she downed u like a football
U ignorant azz nigga
Heard the people
pistle whooped ya'll
And i aint the one to fuck wit
U fuckin wit the right one
The tech's in the trunk bitch
Unique wit them tight guns
Got millions on the line
Becuz my team is stronger
They dont like that y
Becuz my cheese is longer
[Repeat Chorus:]
[Verse 3:]
I act a ass in this coop
Put on shows like its televised
They move a lot of weight
But i aint talkin bout exercise
Just keep that AR15
So my niggaz ready to hit'em up
Its something like shevrun
Cuz that silver whats
gone fill'em up
And represent my click
Liek a nigga is pose 2
And keep a couple niggaz
Wit them 2's that I'm close 2
Why niggaz wanna shine
Wanna be in my position
Cuz a nigga turn out short
And leave it hard 4 the competition
I'm on a mission tryna get it
Cuz a nigga got to eat
Talk shit on these tracks
And show my ass on these beats
And i know these
niggaz dont like it
Niggaz say they wanna kill me
Give'em a shot at comicview
Cuz i thin kthese niggaz silly
[Repeat Chorus:]
[Verse 4:]
Besides Tech's
Money comin in bundles
And my ice game
Got me wearin a coat in the summer
I'm a gutta nigga
So its gutta shit that i honor
And I'm still in the tip
Wit a team of Young
Gunnaz Ten hoe
Thats blow, Thats beam
They'll serve what u want'em
They'll cook it in your face
Like your at the Your Honors
U know the recipe
Slpash then drop that
Add a little bakin soda
Wit it make it some back
Dj Drop That
I betchu i can bring it back
On the track DFB
What u call glass crack
Glass Crack?
We the shit, so dont ask that
Young niggaz, worth about a mill
They dont like that
[Repeat Chorus]
Lyrics: They Don't Like That, Dem Franchize Boyz [end]
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