Don't Give a Fuck (feat. Pooh-Bear, Young-Ke, Lil’ Fee, Lil’ James, D-Black, Smurf & Taylor Made) feat. D-Black,Taylor Made,Lil’ Fee,Lil’ James,Pooh-Bear,Young-Ke,Smurf

歌詞

(feat. 1 N Only, Troj Dogg) [Hook x2] I'm here, to let you all know I'm here, to let you all know I'm here, to let you all know That I don't give a... [James D 303] I'm here to let you all know, that I don't give a (what) That I don't give a (what), that I don't give a (what) You think you know me, but boy I don't know you What's this what's that, talk behind my back You make me laugh, ha-ha-ha Look at me look at you, what you see hate me fool But it's cool but it's cool, just do what you gotta do Quit talking smack, before you get smacked With a track, upside your head Words ain't shhhhh, unless the action happening I'll smoke you like a chronic seed, fire it up Can't you see what I see, that I don't give a (what) [Hook x2] [1 N Only] Truth be told, ain't no way You gon stop, my claim to fame Down with these things, everyday Use to it, it's a routine mayn Motivate my skills and, use it to defeat them Rap hero like Superman, on purpose can you handle it Keep it real, never fake that funk Slanging c.d.'s, out the trunk Serving game, for the mighty buck Tracks off the hook, never punk Riding in the fast lane, can you keep up with me Denver's finest ain't a dream, lavished out this whole team Tight with this lyrical, call me superficial Walking ticking original, some scrout to some issues Bounce loving every minute, hurry up and pass the spinach Emcees bout to get diminished, turning straight convert to Amish Let you know, it's all about the scrill Who's the fake, and who's the real Talk behind your back, in masks Now I'm about, to kick some what So much drama, it's like a soap Never ending, trying to cope Even hoes, trying to fast provoke Let these things, go up in smoke [Hook x3] [Troj Dogg] Troj Dogg, third verse in the cut Smoke the weed, and get high so what Mind your business, don't worry bout me Cause I could care less, can't you see Blaze the kind, get motivated Rhymes are tight, that's why I'm hated Skill to flows, my occupation Cut your sides, like operation Got no time, for contemplating Say your down, but you're still hating Fools like that, really test my patience Don't really trip, on what you saying Beats we playing, tracks we laying Got three hoes, at the motel waiting No hesitating, get to playing Bouncing up and down, you know what I'm saying Abouts my feddy, always ready So rest with the stress, cause the flows come steady Don't need your love, so give my fist a hug Cause that's what I need, to let you know I don't give a [Hook x2]