They Don't Like That (Without Hidden Track) - Dem Franchize Boyz

Yeah… DFB Bitch

Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay Hell Naw x4

Fuck that nigga, Fuck dat bitch

Hell naw they dont like that shit

I’m a side on the sceen

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

But i dont give a fuck

2 deals in 2 years, a mill

I got plenty bucks

Cant tell me shit

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

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

Unique wit them tight guns

Got millions on the line

Becuz my team is stronger

They dont like that

Becuz my cheese is longer

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

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

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