up, we don't give a fuck Jack that nigga truck, we don't give a fuck We don't give a fuck, he ain't down with us Take that nigga chain, we don't give
back Please don't sing (Please don't sing) Yo battle rap (Ha, ha, ha) We got the most, the sugar coated bully rhymes from out the back And we breakin' and we
wanna party say party: party Say party: party (we in the house yall we bout to bouce yall we in the house yall we bout to bounce yall we in the house
We don?t give a fuck about ya We don?t give a fuck about ya We don?t give a fuck about ya We gonna be alright with out ya No we ain?t, wit dem No more
and we just gonna do it on 160, we gonna get... [Tragedy] Look, I'm sayin' dun, we gonna keep it real, man (He ain't gonna do it to us again son! We gonna
pain on display Bitch back off Too late your bitch is spread out, you jack off Keepin you wishing that you was dead off The planet Can't understand it? Let me
pain on display Bitch back off Too late your bitch is spread out, you jack off Keepin you wishing that you was dead off The planet Can't understand it? let me
O U and I'm cool Don't worry, girl, don't worry, yeah Don't worry, no, you ain't never got to worry about a thing, baby We're alright, said, we're alright
five dollar ass down cuz I'm gonna make some change Den I'm really gonna make it rain, den u really gonna take some pain I don't let it whoop me, I whoop
to be my soulja (Don't) Don't i lace u with the gucci (Don't) Don't i deck u in the louie (Don't) Don't i make ya in love free (Don't) Don' be mine
sex we can spend the night together Wake up and be like whatever It doesn't matter to me As long as you're chillin' wit me Say, I'm gonna make your
up, the back slam up Upside ya head, give me my respects [tone cappone] Yo, there's nowhere to run, there's nowhere to hide Don't no one survive, the
t. shit 'cause here I come to bust here come the guard friday night At night no more visitation he leave sit back ain't shit I'm bout to take a lil' vacation
you if you lyin' His cousin gave me the urge to want me take What you got, give me yo yae, give me yo ring's And yo boulevard watch, why you at take
the game, that shit ain't cool We used to play ball, back up in the park when we was small He saw me hustlin' on the set, he told me to give him a call
'Fuck the law' And all y'all niggaz mean muggin' me and my niggaz is my car Partna don't get me started Y'all niggaz ain't seen me get retarded in that
hug that we steadily refuse (Woo yeah it's coming back to me, we gon ride this, only one (bizzy bizzy) Mercy Mary, there she, very weary, really wish u
livin' Put two in the street while theres two in the kitchen Put guns in niggaz mouth like "Who's u dissin'?" We give for they knew who u was missin