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

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We, We give 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 come threw
Ya'll little ain't gangster, gangster

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I come 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 line and my wolves will on you
The beef escalate, be back to dump on you
They follow orders. I tell 'em to let off pump at you
Before you snitch, yeah, see I what you chumps will do
Sunny hot fudge, vanilla, banana split
niggers in the whip A.K. banana clip
Wartime, frontline, ride or running and hide
Everything dies Why X why, why cry?
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 motherfuckers ain't gangster
Save your
I put a hit out on you
Before I let my niggers come
Ya'll little motherfuckers ain't gangster,

Yayo:

Yeah

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

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

Lloyd

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

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

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