Unfukwitable Songtext
von X‐Raided feat. Da Misses & Babe Reg

Niggas can′t fuck wit this
Niggas can't fuck wit that
X4
Deuce-4
Garden Blocc, muthafuckin sideshow
Spittin my gritty shit like no
Other muthafucka that you need, so
You know when me and little X-Locc, B.K.A. Mr Doc
Be all up in your ass, breakin fools off properly
With them pants saggin, rags hangin, nigga guess what, killa?
The clue?
So true, gangbanging like a mu′fucka
In that Sac city, southside, rollin deuces This the shit the Garden Blocc produces
Puttin in work like a muthafucka, bustas bein served
Cause them boys is sayin redrum, go and murder some, G'
Mothafucka, I thought you knew
Little X got two nines fully loaded in my deuce-44's in my lap
Funk is on so we creepin, 5 in the mornin, catchin niggas when they sleepin
It′s dirty but you know there ain′t no love in this shit
The blocc is gettin wicked, it's the season of the sicc
And the nine millimeter′s goin', [?] so I put a bullet in his brain
Slangin′ em like a chef, knock a nigga
Wanna smoke them niggas out
Shootin muthafuckas to increase the body count


One dead nigga, two nigga, dead three
X-Raided Locc goin 50-1-50
Fillin all you bustas with slugs, aaah, locc
You better watch your back cause you know I got real love for my G blocc
Folks playin with a half deck, deuce is wild, lettin muthafuckas know
Sicc in the dome! And, I packs a nine chrome but
(Niggas can't fuck wit it)
So don′t even try
When we off the chocolate thai
(You can't fuck wit it, mane)
Siccer than a sicc!
And them boys quick to smoke a bitch but
(You just can't fuck wit it)
So bacc on up
I′m layin in the cut and there ain′t no doubt
(You can't fuck wit it, bitch, haaa)