Songtexte:
K Squeez Comin Wit Me

playin' wit me First Verse: Spark it up make it happen, grab your piece You deceased, fuckin' with me, oh it's pure beef Tragedy, homicide, battle me

of the other niggas stuck with me Ill tell you something, if you really were smart and you knew better people would probably tell you don't f**k wit me

is soft The hood love me, put it in the air for me And boy cop mix tapes if they don't hear from me Got cake but occasionally you catch me bummy I'm

t know me Allow me to reintroduce myself My name is (chk-chk, BOOM) 5-9 nigga bottom line is bye-bye if you out of line wit him Itemize y'all deaths in

ain't wit it run around from New York Though I knew niggas, niggas is down wit the law All new heat niggas ain't down wit the broads I ain't tryin'

? Come on, come on, come on Hey, let me holla at you Come on, come on, come on Yo, stop runnin' from me A yo, this Cassidy and niggas is not fuckin' with me

is Vicks 44 Hoes should squeeze fern, spread like a sick germ Have niggaz face down on the floor like they doin the kick worm Think something sweet with me, try me

wit' unda my covas I got an uzi that I sleep wit' unda my covas I got an uzi that I sleep wit' unda my covas [Esham] I got an uzi that I sleep wit'

pregneant, coat hanger i ain't bull shittin' try me the skrapz is aid's and you the common cold you'll never find me so blind me my eyes bleed from where