U Couldn't Deal Wit Dis
Yeah! South Central Cartel is back in dis mutha...
And we 'bout 2 do it like dis... L.V. ohhhhhhh uhhhhhhhh...
Baby hold on another slow song is comin' swift
The street life of a true "g" you get me drift
Khaki suits, locs, chokes the grokest sacs
Got your drug cause you sprung on the gangsta mac
Lalalalalala your baby skip the chacha
Oh! Call me a hoe with a low flow
Hmm you couldn't deal with the real so you step quick
Bad Ass the bytch causing treat with on the Havik's dick
Gangsta luv said yo and you said oh no the life of a "g" was a nono
City 2 city u say u miss me
But you got mad see
Packin' your shit try to leave me
But so long cause Imma go on
Yeah l.u.v. is not me cause I'm 2 strong
To be a sit with choke on a bytch list yeah
And I know girl u couldn't deal wit dis
[Chorus:] U couldn't deal wit dis [x3]
Girl u better let it go
Look girl you used to cry about the way I have to handle thangs
But in the streets it's do or die among the central gangs
Me and my homies made a record and we make some noise
The gangsta luv is try to shell was broke me cut the voice
Grown in the city like we used to nothing had to change
But you were trippin' about all the other brutal games
Yeah I can pick cha and I can hold you I can start to shit
And fill (feel) with serious so probably get the pistol quick
But all the day it's kinda we can gets the criminal
And on the tel it's kinda we compare the sickle strolls
The gangsta luv is playin' out
I tried to work it out but all you like to do was shout
But Prode'je's a business if you want it you'd invest
You could have made it over but you seem to make a mess
Yeah I used to grindin' with the chicks
But now it's with the fist bytch
U couldn't deal with dis
[Chorus:] U couldn't deal wit dis [x3]
Girl you better let it go
Love is not my thang
You Know I'm a gangsta man
You keep callin' me a hoe
But girl you just don't know
It was u who pushed me away
And your bytchass just can't stave
Cause a true ass g" don't joke
So I'm walkin' out tha door
U couldn't deal wit dis [x4]
Girl u better let it go [x2]
And we 'bout 2 do it like dis... L.V. ohhhhhhh uhhhhhhhh...
Baby hold on another slow song is comin' swift
The street life of a true "g" you get me drift
Khaki suits, locs, chokes the grokest sacs
Got your drug cause you sprung on the gangsta mac
Lalalalalala your baby skip the chacha
Oh! Call me a hoe with a low flow
Hmm you couldn't deal with the real so you step quick
Bad Ass the bytch causing treat with on the Havik's dick
Gangsta luv said yo and you said oh no the life of a "g" was a nono
City 2 city u say u miss me
But you got mad see
Packin' your shit try to leave me
But so long cause Imma go on
Yeah l.u.v. is not me cause I'm 2 strong
To be a sit with choke on a bytch list yeah
And I know girl u couldn't deal wit dis
[Chorus:] U couldn't deal wit dis [x3]
Girl u better let it go
Look girl you used to cry about the way I have to handle thangs
But in the streets it's do or die among the central gangs
Me and my homies made a record and we make some noise
The gangsta luv is try to shell was broke me cut the voice
Grown in the city like we used to nothing had to change
But you were trippin' about all the other brutal games
Yeah I can pick cha and I can hold you I can start to shit
And fill (feel) with serious so probably get the pistol quick
But all the day it's kinda we can gets the criminal
And on the tel it's kinda we compare the sickle strolls
The gangsta luv is playin' out
I tried to work it out but all you like to do was shout
But Prode'je's a business if you want it you'd invest
You could have made it over but you seem to make a mess
Yeah I used to grindin' with the chicks
But now it's with the fist bytch
U couldn't deal with dis
[Chorus:] U couldn't deal wit dis [x3]
Girl you better let it go
Love is not my thang
You Know I'm a gangsta man
You keep callin' me a hoe
But girl you just don't know
It was u who pushed me away
And your bytchass just can't stave
Cause a true ass g" don't joke
So I'm walkin' out tha door
U couldn't deal wit dis [x4]
Girl u better let it go [x2]
Credits
Writer(s): Brian K. West, Patrick Earle Pitts, Austin Patterson Iv
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