Don't @ Me - E-40, OMB Peezy

Now, your potnas is in her mentions

While you workin' the chow line up in the kitchen (In the kitchen)

Hittin' the gym, just live within the devious

The closest ones to you be the most envious (Jealous)

Vindictive and triflin', snakes in a coil

Not all the time, 'cause a lotta your potnas can be loyal (Real)

I felt that comment that came from the legend Boosie

«Rappers, move out your city 'fore you get killed in your city»

Money cause envy so you gotta protect your neck and your pumpkin

And when you successful, people think you owe 'em somethin' (Preach)

Ain’t nothin' phony about my testimony

I call it how I see it

I tell it like it is

I’ve been around it and I breathe it

Don’t at me (Don't at me), don’t at me (Don't at me)

Don’t at me (Don't at me), don’t at me (Don't at me)

Don’t at me (Don't at me), don’t at me (Don't at me)

Don’t at me (Don't at me), don’t at me (Don't at me, biatch!)

Really from the mud, potna, I ain’t just rappin'

Ay, ain’t with the cap and don’t at me, get at me

If there’s money there then I’m at it, I’m trappin'

Every night 'cause Peezy gotta make it happen, no lackin'

Stay packin', out there grindin' with a passion

Niggas died left and right but you won’t see me in a casket

Plastic, new Glock, tucked it in my jacket

Ask me 'bout a murder, I’ma start laughin', hahahaha

Wanna know that money was the motive

This one right here for them soldiers trappin' on a Motorola

Mix it with the baking soda, push it like a baby stroller

Every young nigga can make it, you just gotta stay focused

Call it like I see it, I’ma tell it like it is

I’ma keep it gangsta as long as I live

Wanna know the real, all you gotta do is ask me

But if you wanna spread the word, don’t at me

Peezy

Ain’t nothin' phony about my testimony

I call it how I see it

I tell it like it is

I’ve been around it and I breathe it

Don’t at me (Don't at me), don’t at me (Don't at me)

Don’t at me (Don't at me), don’t at me (Don't at me)

Don’t at me (Don't at me), don’t at me (Don't at me)

Don’t at me (Don't at me), don’t at me (Don't at me, biatch!)

Shouldn’t no parent have to bury they child deep underground (Unh-uh)

It should be the other way around (For real)

Sorrow and grief, senseless losses

'Posed to die of old age, we 'posed to die of natural causes (Tell 'em)

In most cases but that is not the case (Why?)

Not where we stay, not in this place (Unh-uh)

They play the game of death, they tryna score

Until they see their family and potna’s brains on the floor

It’s different than the way it used to be, it’s sick

They look forward to goin' to jail, everybody totin' a stick (Everybody)

Especially out here in the smurkish, dirty Bay

Where they quick to throw it all away in one day, I wish somebody come and pray

It’s easy to kill but it’s harder to get used to it

I might know a couple of people that used to do it

After the second time, the third time was a cinch (What else?)

Once you’re numb to it it’s just like guttin' up a fish (Biatch!)

Ain’t nothin' phony about my testimony

I call it how I see it

I tell it like it is

I’ve been around it and I breathe it

Don’t at me (Don't at me), don’t at me (Don't at me)

Don’t at me (Don't at me), don’t at me (Don't at me)

Don’t at me (Don't at me), don’t at me (Don't at me)

Don’t at me (Don't at me), don’t at me (Don't at me, biatch!)