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

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We, We don't give a fuck you
Your 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 come
Ya'll little ain't gangster, gangster

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I come trippin' 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 orders. I tell 'em to let off that pump at you
Before you snitch, yeah, see I what you chumps will do
day; hot fudge, vanilla, banana split
Four 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 own or get left for dead in the street

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

Tony

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

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

Banks:

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

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

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