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I don't a hell what you spit
(This is)
Who you are, you from
(This is projects)
I don't give a what you spit
(Urban wolves)
Who you are, you from
And who the you be gettin'
(Dream baby)

I don't give a what you spit
(The of the game has returned)
Who you are, you from
(Brooklyn)
I don't a hell what you spit
(Black sopranos)
Who you are, you from
(Let's play)
And who the you be gettin'

and smooth, white knights, icy jewels
So cool, but the slightest ignite my fuels
it low, stay in mine, attach semi
'Cuz its hard to enter rap passin' by
XK8, it's all good, the next hate
Was never the type of that flexed his weight
See, frontin' ain't my forte, I'm all foreplay
Hoppin' out the Porsche, drop products on

My slow story niggas cosign for me
Y'all slouch rappin' trash niggas' rhymes bore me
Adore me, respect niggas way me
Since a shorty, in love with big and orgies
Engaged to it, guzzlin' beige fluid
Spazzin' like its the music that me do it
Move through it if you thorough, I'm certified
Through the grapevine, I know that niggas heard I'm

I don't give a hell you spit
Who you are, you from
(This is projects)
I don't give a hell you spit
Who you are, where you
And who the you be gettin'

I give a hell what you spit
Who you are, where you
I give a hell what you spit
Who you are, you from
And who the hell you be

Look, look, I be postured up like I'm toasted up
Stop from gettin' killed, broken up fights
Blunted at the jams, opened up mics
Now its on us, in the I focus on
hardball, now niggas can't call foul
Y'all can't get with me, I fall now

Immune to the plots
Been it way before niggas heard I was hot
Heavy jewels, the to keep the herb in the sock
A fresh pair, and I fuck with them a lot
Let's play, pop bottles its no tomorrow
Ricky Ricardo, the black Leonardo
Part Spanish, my make the dark vanish

Too complicated for y'all 85's, don't it
Respect game, there's rules as a
So recognize I'm a star general
You who

I don't give a hell what you
Who you are, you from
I give a hell what you spit
Who you are, where you
And who the you be gettin'

I don't give a hell what you
Who you are, where you
I don't give a what you spit
Who you are, where you
And who the hell you be

Yo, yo, at time its hard illin', it kinda scars the
But what y'all want from a game that's involved in
Cars, and chillin', sex with they broads, but
It could find a broke man, have him harm
It's a Larson and razor blades but robbers spinnin'
Niggas runnin' from tryna dodge they sentence
The odds is endless, moms can't calm the
Its like Saddam's in us, fully armed for business

Chrome pubelies, great, two tone seventies
Five miles on the same line, the is deadly
Hope got a ghetto for us
In the hood, for the hustlers bled before us
slow, soak in, feel the Schweppervesence
Specialize foot for the adolescents
Locked in, beef in the game now
I its deep but the streets know the name now
The war is on

I don't give a hell you spit
(This is)
Who you are, you from
(This is project)
I don't a hell what you spit
Who you are, where you
And who the hell you be

I don't give a hell you spit
Who you are, where you
I give a hell what you spit
Who you are, where you
And who the hell you be