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WE GIVE A FUCK FT. 50 CENT, LLOYD BANKS, OLIVIA

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We, We give a fuck about you
Your homie on the can get it too
little 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,

50

I come trippin' through 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 will jump on you
The beef escalate, they'll be to dump on you
They orders. I tell 'em to let off that pump at you
Before you snitch, yeah, see I know you chumps will do
day; hot fudge, vanilla, banana split
Four in the whip A.K. banana clip
Wartime, frontline, nigger or running and hide
Everything alive Why X why, why cry?
Man up chump is for the weak
You can your 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
little motherfuckers 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,

Yayo:

Yeah

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

We, We don't a fuck 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 niggers threw
Ya'll motherfuckers ain't gangster, gangster

Lloyd

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

We, We don't give a about you
Your 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 threw
Ya'll little motherfuckers ain't gangster,

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