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WE DON'T A FUCK FT. 50 CENT, LLOYD BANKS, OLIVIA

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We, We don't give a about you
Your homie on the can get it too
Ya'll little motherfuckers gangster
Save crew
I put a hit out on you
Before I let my come threw
little motherfuckers ain't gangster, gangster

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I trippin' through your hood in the day or the night, boy
It's good that you scared to die 'cause you might, boy
Nigger cross the and my wolves will jump on you
The beef escalate, they'll be back to on you
They follow orders. I tell 'em to let off pump at you
Before you snitch, yeah, see I know what you will do
Sunny day; hot fudge, vanilla, split
Four niggers in the whip A.K. banana
Wartime, frontline, ride or running and hide
Everything alive dies Why X why, why
Man up chump willying is for the
You can hold your own or get left for in the street

We, We don't a fuck about you
homie on the block can get it too
Ya'll little motherfuckers gangster
Save crew
I put a hit out on you
Before I let my come threw
Ya'll motherfuckers ain't gangster, gangster

Tony

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In the when I pop up
Minked up and up
Niggers ice grill cause he's old G's is up
I got a like winky right
My pinky bright, my carter ain't your life
Niggers keen but sweated it; cookies and cream
Homie I got more then Hakim the dream
That ain't task force money, Go-Ho-Lee
I got my reds sit in the with that fiend Denise
Cruising streets, stuntin in maybach 62
Nigger run my 4 for 62, come on
up ramp, my man, my to expand
Try to trixing you to catscans

We, We don't a fuck about you
Your homie on the can get it too
Ya'll little motherfuckers gangster
Save your
I put a hit out on you
Before I let my niggers threw
Ya'll little ain't gangster, gangster

Banks:

I got a few behind me
I no word to wet your whole block up
the tsunami dry me
If your will be right in the lobby
And they'll be feeding you
Like you Cosby
Yeah everybody yelling yeah so the beef
And gets hit in the melon
Then they tell 'em don't go tumble ass you Lloyd
Niggers put stabs in your boy like Brad Pitt in troy
You'll be shaking like a cuddy with his bit of boy
And be calm 'cause it's bulletproof glass in the toy
Yeah I'm flashy as fuck a national
Windows up blowing big the stash in the trunk

We, We don't give a about you
Your on the block can get it too
little motherfuckers ain't gangster
Save your
I put a hit out on you
Before I let my niggers threw
Ya'll little ain't gangster, gangster

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