They Can't
Mo3 Lyrics


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SplurgeTheGod made another one
Nigga I′m cutthroat, on B Jizzle, nigga
Fuck you talking 'bout?
(Woah-oh, oh)
Trey walk ′em down
Gang, gang

Hit us up, out on a nigga, get him outta here
We hit him by his head
Prosecuted on my ho name (damn)
Duckin' them bitches, tryna get with 'em
Yeah, I gotta be swift
Load up the clips, finish they whole gang
I ain′t got no shame

Thinkin′ about my enemy when I be reminiscin'
′Bout Lil' Bubba, ho, they gotta die (they gotta die)
I′m tryna send all of them bitches to the afterlife
Get crucified with this choppa then go chop to Christ
(They getting wacked tonight)

Body for body, call it, I got it
It's not a lot of niggas who don′t know better (nah)
Respect the murderer, gun power
We kill every nigga standing in front of us
Bitch you dancing with a daredevil, .38 special

Nothing but killer tactics like I'm trained for the Marines
I got a problem, I be on somethin'
′Cause every time I see the opps, I get excited like pass me that .30
Spin around, I′m finna smoke one (baow)

I'm the holy one
I′ll put a whole in somethin'
Dolo, I don′t need a gang
I be lurking, huh (lurking, huh)
Police in my house wanna search for guns
And yeah, I still got all my dirty ones (what?)

Disrespect on the gang, you get flipped
You can tell the way I look, I make 'em scared
Oh you nervous, huh?
I make ′em shut the fuck up if he ain't tryna step (shh)
He keep playing and I tell him get a shirt or somethin'
Fill the churches up (yeah)

Tell ′em all I′ma kill 'em
I don′t need a hitta, just all my gorillas (nah)
Father, forgive me but I gotta take 'em
Send ′em to they maker
Ooh, I'm too official (baow)
Talk to the devil for days, he told me to pray (baow)
He′ll put a nigga on a picture
Ya whole neighborhood wearing them shirts
Talking about how they love you and miss you, yeah

I'm that sto' on the corner (corner)
I′m that crack in the pot (all the way)
I′m that strap that you got (all the way)
I'm the one that they don′t wanna- (nah-ah-ah-ah)
Cross the line, when it's time to sling that iron (baow)
(Why, I-I-I-I)

They can′t fuck with me (can't fuck with me)
Can′t fuck with me (can't fuck with me)
Can't fuck with me (can′t fuck with me)
They can′t fuck with me (can't fuck with me)
Can′t fuck with me (why, I-I-I-I)
Can't fuck with me (oh, uh-uh)
Can′t fuck with me (why, I-I-I-I)

Taliban, I'm the murder man
This the Klan, think you heard of them
Radio tripping, don′t wanna give me a chance
Hitters be lurking, and ain't scared of them
I can do the murder dance

Store that Beretta run under my sweater
Run up a devil, tell 'em that it′s rock-a-bye
My hittas thinkin′ like it's lethal
Pull up on side of the car, talkin′ to the reaper
My young nigga get 'em gone, talkin′ for a feature

Tell' them niggas it′s murder whenever I catch
Want a problem in they section, hit us, going extra, yeah
My gorillas they gon' fetch 'em, yeah
And that choppa, it got extra legs
Caught a opp on the freeway, did him dirty, left him brain dead
When I jump in that water, it rain man
Bitch I′m cutthroat, this gangland (on gang)

I′m that sto' on the corner (corner)
I′m that crack in the pot (all the way)
I'm that strap that you got (all the way)
I′m the one that they don't wanna- (nah-ah-ah-ah)
Cross the line, when it′s time to sling that iron (baow)
(Why, I-I-I-I)

They can't fuck with me (can't fuck with me)
Can′t fuck with me (can′t fuck with me)
Can't fuck with me (can′t fuck with me)
They can't fuck with me (can′t fuck with me)
Can't fuck with me (why, I-I-I-I)




Can′t fuck with me (oh, uh-uh)
Can't fuck with me (why, I-I-I-I)

Overall Meaning

Mo3's song "They Can't" is a gritty and violent track that features the rapper's brazen and unapologetic lyrics. The song starts with Mo3 claiming his dominance in the game with the lyrics "SplurgeTheGod made another one/N***a I'm cutthroat, on B Jizzle, n***a/Fuck you talking 'bout?" Throughout the song, Mo3 describes his violent tendencies towards his enemies, even reminiscing about Lil' Bubba and how they have to die. He talks about loading up clips and finishing the whole gang, without any shame. Even the devil himself advises Mo3 to pray as he puts his enemies in caskets.


Mo3 refers to himself as "that sto' on the corner" and the "crack in the pot," suggesting that he is an essential part of the urban community. He also emphasizes the fear he instills in others: "You can tell the way I look, I make 'em scared/Oh you nervous, huh?/I make 'em shut the f**k up if he ain't tryna step." Mo3 personifies the violent lifestyle he leads, and he refers to himself as "the murder man."


Interestingly, the song has a kind of duality to it. While there is extreme violence and brazenness displayed in the lyrics, Mo3 also references religion and God throughout the song. He talks about getting "crucified with this choppa then go chop to Christ" and "talking to the devil for days, he told me to pray." Meanwhile, at the end of each verse, Mo3 repeats the phrase "They can't f**k with me," suggesting that despite his violent tendencies, he believes in his own strength and resilience.


Line by Line Meaning

SplurgeTheGod made another one
The producer named SplurgeTheGod has created another beat for me to rap over.


Nigga I'm cutthroat, on B Jizzle, nigga
I'm ruthless and unrelenting, and willing to do whatever it takes to succeed, on my deceased friend's (B Jizzle's) name.


Fuck you talking 'bout?
What are you even saying? Your words mean nothing to me.


(Woah-oh, oh)
Ad-lib expressing excitement and hypeness.


Trey walk 'em down
I'm going to relentlessly pursue and attack my enemies, with the intention of taking them down.


Gang, gang
Acknowledging and showing support for my gang, who I associate with.


Hit us up, out on a nigga, get him outta here
If someone disrespects us, we will retaliate and get rid of them.


We hit him by his head
The way we attack our enemies is by aiming for their head.


Prosecuted on my ho name (damn)
I am willing to risk my life and reputation for my gang, even if it means being charged with a crime.


Duckin' them bitches, tryna get with 'em
I'm trying to avoid being caught by the police, who are trying to catch me for my crimes.


Yeah, I gotta be swift
I have to be quick and agile, in order to evade authorities and stay ahead of them.


Load up the clips, finish they whole gang
I will obtain and use more ammunition, and completely eliminate the opposing gang.


I ain't got no shame
I am not ashamed of my actions nor do I regret them.


Thinkin' about my enemy when I be reminiscin'
When I reflect on my past experiences, I often think about my enemies and what they have done to me, which fuels my desire for revenge.


'Bout Lil' Bubba, ho, they gotta die (they gotta die)
I'm reflecting on my deceased friend Lil' Bubba, and thinking about how we need to avenge his death by taking out his killers.


I'm tryna send all of them bitches to the afterlife
I want to kill all of my enemies and send them to the afterlife.


Get crucified with this choppa then go chop to Christ
I will kill my enemies with my gun, then face judgment from God for my sins.


(They getting wacked tonight)
My enemies are going to be killed tonight.


Body for body, call it, I got it
I have the means and desire to trade killings with my enemies, until they are all gone.


It's not a lot of niggas who don't know better (nah)
There aren't many people who are ignorant enough to mess with me and my gang.


Respect the murderer, gun power
My reputation as a killer demands respect and instills fear, and my guns give me power to kill.


We kill every nigga standing in front of us
Anyone who opposes us will be killed with no hesitation or mercy.


Bitch you dancing with a daredevil, .38 special
If you associate with me and my gang, you are taking a risk and dancing with danger, which is represented by the deadly .38 special gun.


Nothing but killer tactics like I'm trained for the Marines
My tactics for killing and evading authorities are as effective as those taught to Marines for combat.


I got a problem, I be on somethin'
I have personal issues that drive me to be constantly on edge and potentially dangerous.


'Cause every time I see the opps, I get excited like pass me that .30
Whenever I see my enemies, I become eager and excited to use my .30 caliber gun to kill them.


Spin around, I'm finna smoke one (baow)
I will quickly and efficiently kill my target, without hesitation or fear.


I'm the holy one
I am the chosen one and above all others, with the power to determine who lives and who dies.


I'll put a whole in somethin'
I will shoot my gun and damage or kill the object or person in question.


Dolo, I don't need a gang
I am capable of operating alone and don't require the support of a gang to carry out my actions.


I be lurking, huh (lurking, huh)
I am constantly watching and waiting for an opportunity to strike.


Police in my house wanna search for guns
The police suspect me of possessing guns and have decided to search my house for evidence.


And yeah, I still got all my dirty ones (what?)
Despite the police's efforts, I still possess all of my illegal guns and have not been caught with them.


Disrespect on the gang, you get flipped
Anyone who disrespects me or my gang will be violently attacked.


You can tell the way I look, I make 'em scared
My appearance and demeanor frequently intimidate others and make them feel fearful of me.


Oh you nervous, huh?
Are you feeling nervous or scared because of me?


I make 'em shut the fuck up if he ain't tryna step (shh)
Anyone who is not preparing to fight or otherwise oppose me will be silenced and made to fear me instead.


He keep playing and I tell him get a shirt or somethin'
If someone continues to disrespect me or my gang, I will attack them so viciously that they will need to remove their shirt, perhaps due to injury or fear.


Fill the churches up (yeah)
The families and friends of those I kill will mourn and have to hold funerals for their loved ones, filling the churches with mourners.


Tell 'em all I'ma kill 'em
I am willing and capable of killing anyone who opposes me.


I don't need a hitta, just all my gorillas (nah)
I don't need to hire someone else to kill for me, as my gang (gorillas) can handle it themselves.


Father, forgive me but I gotta take 'em
I may be committing a sin, but I feel justified in taking the lives of those who have wronged me or my gang.


Send 'em to they maker
I will kill my enemies and send them to meet their maker, meaning they will face judgment and punishment from God.


Ooh, I'm too official (baow)
I am incredibly skilled and effective in my killing and criminal activities.


Talk to the devil for days, he told me to pray (baow)
I am so evil and violent that the devil himself speaks to me, and has even urged me to pray for forgiveness.


He'll put a nigga on a picture
If I continue on this path of violence and sin, the devil will help hasten my death and put me on a wanted poster or in a crime scene photograph.


Ya whole neighborhood wearing them shirts
If I kill someone, their entire neighborhood will be affected and feel the impact of my actions.


Talking about how they love you and miss you, yeah
The people I kill will be mourned and remembered by their loved ones, who will wish they were still alive and among them.


I'm that sto' on the corner (corner)
I am a drug dealer or seller, operating out of a store on the corner of a street.


I'm that crack in the pot (all the way)
I am the person responsible for introducing drugs to the area, and causing all the harm and destruction that comes with it.


I'm that strap that you got (all the way)
I am the gun that someone possesses and uses to commit violent acts.


I'm the one that they don't wanna- (nah-ah-ah-ah)
I am the person that everyone fears and avoids, as they don't want to end up on the wrong side of my gang.


Cross the line, when it's time to sling that iron (baow)
If someone crosses a certain line or wrongs me, I will immediately use my gun to retaliate and show force.


(Why, I-I-I-I)
Ad-lib expressing confusion or disbelief.


They can't fuck with me (can't fuck with me)
My enemies are no match for me or my gang.


They can't fuck with me (can't fuck with me)
My enemies cannot defeat me or prevent me from achieving my goals.


Can't fuck with me (can't fuck with me)
No one can match my skills, power, or influence.


Can't fuck with me (why, I-I-I-I)
Ad-lib repeating my assertion that no one can oppose me.


Can't fuck with me (oh, uh-uh)
My enemies are powerless against me and cannot stop me from doing what I want.




Writer(s): Darius Jamal Ramsey, Melvin A Noble

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@tinamarie3749

King Of Dallas Rap

My G, the rap game is not the
same, there's a difference that
can't be explained, your music's
on repeat inside our heads

You're still winning, numbers don't
lie, your music vibes, are one of
a kind, it has left your competition
and haters way behind!

The love you deserved, while on
earth you never received, we hope
now you see by thousands, you were
loved indeed

The Gemini in you was fully grown
everything you got, came out of the
mud it's still hard to accept, the fact
that you're gone!

You were a force to reckon with, you
stood your ground, you lived every day
with 10 toes down, you were a great son
sibling and friend, our love for you will
never end

We know you weren't a saint, by any
stretch of the imagination, yet your
loyalty to God, family, and friends
never wavered, plus your sense of
humor was contagious!

Your music will remain relevant for ages
we pray for justice, so your soul can rest
we thank you, for giving us your best!

In a million years, there will never be another
MO3, no cap, you will always and forever be
"Dallas King Of Rap"

Poet: "Tina Marie" Clark
Copyright: 2022/ All Rights Reserved

Dedicated To, The Memory Of Melvin Noble
AKA "MO3" Gone But Never Forgotten



@tinamarie3749

King Of Dallas Rap

My G, the rap game is not the
same, there's a difference that
can't be explained, your music's
on repeat inside our heads

You're still winning, numbers don't
lie, your music vibes, are one of
a kind, it has left your competition
and haters way behind!

The love you deserved, while on
earth you never received, we hope
now you see by thousands, you were
loved indeed

The Gemini in you was fully grown
everything you got, came out of the
mud it's still hard to accept, the fact
that you're gone!

You were a force to reckon with, you
stood your ground, you lived every day
with 10 toes down, you were a great son
sibling and friend, our love for you will
never end

We know you weren't a saint, by any
stretch of the imagination, yet your
loyalty to God, family, and friends
never wavered, plus your sense of
humor was contagious!

Your music will remain relevant for ages
we pray for justice, so your soul can rest
we thank you, for giving us your best!

In a million years, there will never be another
MO3, no cap, you will always and forever be
"Dallas King Of Rap"

Poet: "Tina Marie" Clark
Copyright: 2022/ All Rights Reserved

Dedicated To, The Memory Of Melvin Noble
AKA "MO3" Gone But Never Forgotten



@tinamarie3749

King Of Dallas Rap

My G, the rap game is not the
same, there's a difference that
can't be explained, your music's
on repeat inside our heads

You're still winning, numbers don't
lie, your music vibes, are one of
a kind, it has left your competition
and haters way behind!

The love you deserved, while on
earth you never received, we hope
now you see by thousands, you were
loved indeed

The Gemini in you was fully grown
everything you got, came out of the
mud it's still hard to accept, the fact
that you're gone!

You were a force to reckon with, you
stood your ground, you lived every day
with 10 toes down, you were a great son
sibling and friend, our love for you will
never end

We know you weren't a saint, by any
stretch of the imagination, yet your
loyalty to God, family, and friends
never wavered, plus your sense of
humor was contagious!

Your music will remain relevant for ages
we pray for justice, so your soul can rest
we thank you, for giving us your best!

In a million years, there will never be another
MO3, no cap, you will always and forever be
"Dallas King Of Rap"

Poet: "Tina Marie" Clark
Copyright: 2022/ All Rights Reserved

Dedicated To, The Memory Of Melvin Noble
AKA "MO3" Gone But Never Forgotten



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@tfrankest1990

I miss Mo like a family member. I've been down with his music since day one. Even in the afterlife he is still bringing music to feed my soul #LLMo3

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@theprezidentgaming

rip the king

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It’s a visualizer

@yf9014

It's ok! If you loved him he touched you! He still with you

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@danieluu4594

His flow crazy and his vocals soulful

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Shhhiit.. u got no idea.

@miterogenari1217

You can tell how much effort they put into the production of this album. Every single song sounds crisp as fuck. Well Deserved for MO3.

@817iven

Foreal

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