Who Da Fuck You Playin' Wit? Lyrics - Laws Of Power - Three 6 Mafia

Who da fuck you playin' wit 

Nigga get hard boy or get smacked like a bitch 

Bitch get hard hoe or get whooped like a nigga 

Oh shit, they done fucked up unleashed the beast 

My lyrics flowin' with danger and without love for the streets 

I have to pay attention to everything that I say 

Because these punk ass fagots and bitches take the shit the wrong way 

So, I'm gonna lay my cards out face up so you can see 'em 

Leave your bottom dollar on you 'cause that's all that you'll be needin' 

Grip your glock, call your shots, grip your nuts and call the cops 

When it's anna I don't see that there is any reason to stop 

You see, I just got the pistol gripped AR-15 

And it's still shootin' fuckin' two-two three's 

From 200 yards I still got my enemies 

Hit your pine out but make a bitch nigga bleed 

My Marty Griffin shootin' five football fields 

.50 cal some, don't wanna feel 

(Bleep) 

With my Baretta CX-4 

Rang your doorbell, pop your ass through the door 

Who da fuck you playin' wit? 

Nigga get hard boy or get smacked like a bitch 

Bitch get hard hoe or get whooped like a nigga 

I done told you cowards, I ain't goin' for this shit 

That you talk on your mix tapes, he say, she say bullshit 

Radio play niggas all on the air 

Talkin' about hypnotize ain't treat him fair 

Check your contract and tell 'em where your funds at 

Ballin' out in ATL smokin' weed and sippin' on dat cognac 

Ain't no bitch, bitch, I'ma have to tell you 

Ain't no rap, ain't no nigga in a gang or a crew 

Goin' stop this playa from gettin' my cheese 

If I'm sellin' coke, ki's or chronic kinds of weed 

What'cha know about standin' in a courthouse 

'Bout to get judged by 12 white folks lights sent us out 

What'cha know about niggas in the hood ain't changed 

If you turn your back your main nigga put a bullet to your brain 

What'cha know about dissin' on the CD, that's old 

'Cause I told you bitches, I goin' no more 

Who da fuck you playin' wit? 

Nigga get hard boy or get smacked like a bitch 

Bitch get hard hoe or get whooped like a nigga 

If a bitch talk shit, she can suck a nigga dick 

If a nigga wanna fight, he can bring the fuckin' shit 

Nigga know who I'm with, triple-mothafuckin'-6 

You can think that I'm playin' but I ain't playin' bitch 

I can give it to you slow, I can give to you quick 

If you bitches want some more, then come and get it bitch 

Got a whole bunch of bullets and I promise, I'll spit 'em 

Nigga know CB from the, "One hitta quitta" 

Know some real, know some fake 

Got some love, got some hate 

Know some with it, know some cowards 

Some smoke weed, smoke snort powder 

Some ride Chevy's, some ride 'Lacs 

Some sell pill, some some crack 

Some them thieves, some them killas 

Bay Area attack 

Ain't no biz if you want to kill then make your fuckin' move 

Damages when I get ya nigga doin' what I do 

Get my point across when I'm masked up and ride out 

Packed your bags, mashed the gas, best to best to hide out bitch