We Don't Give A

歌詞

sick mothafuckers! go head, throw up nigga yea yea ok, i know you punks i know i know yeah yeah [Verse 1] even when i had smaller digits The kid was never a playa hata or a baller bigot Every week, pay em all a visit I bring Pamela Lee to the P's so we all can dig it I popped enough alcohol so we all could swig it Guns, stand them up they be as tall as midgets O.k, I'll rap a little faster But do I really sound like I turned from a rapper to a pastor I'm like you except I date supermodels The cars that I drive, the state troopers follow We get the same parties probably My stones look like sunshine, yours partly cloudy And I dont front for nothin' I likes, I gets, I dont want for nothin' I'm givin' yall straight answers And I'd rather be dead than livin wit a hate cancer [Chorus] Say what you wanna say, talk if you wanna talk WE DONT GIVE A FUCK! Look how you wanna look, grill if you wanna grill WE DONT GIVE A FUCK! Act how you wanna act, front if you wanna front WE DONT GIVE A FUCK! Live how you wanna live, try if you wanna die WE DONT GIVE A FUCK! [Verse 2] I used to just post on the corner, roast marijuana I'd be on the coast of Tiajuana Bitches who look, close to Madonna, Dosie cabanna, toast by nana Im 'sposed to be one of those dudes that ride in Testaroastas upon ya Not to boast but I'm gonna, I keep toastin the armor for niggaz who supposed to be drama I mostly just wanna, get fed garlic toast and lasagna Get head while I'll roast in a sawna F-A-B-O-L-O-U-S, how can you hate that? and i aint concerned with the scandals Cause its all bullshit my attourneys can handle Yall insides be burnin like candles Rippin down posters, turnin' the channels You gonna end up in an urn on a mantle nigga, yea [Chorus] [Verse 3] I look at these brothers and laugh Jealous niggas dont hate havin, just others who have I still got love for the av., Come through to give ya niggas girls baby mothers my math I speak on others behalf, only hate makin money and gotta give the government half You know this brother live last And not even Mike seen Jordans in the colors I have I used to run from undercovers like Shaft That was until this young playa got shoved into the draft Now I'm covered in ice, like Bruce Lee's bodies Niggas is scared, to lose these hotties Talk if you wanna talk, grill if you wanna grill We dont give a fuck nigga Front if you wanna front, try if you wanna die If you live its luck nigga [Chorus]