We Don't Give A Fuck (Single 2005)

Текст песни 50 Cent and Tony Yayo - We Don't Give A Fuck (Single 2005)

We, we don't give a fuck about you
Your homie on the block can get it too
Y'all lil' motherfuckers ain't gangster, save your
Crew, before I put a hit out on you
Before I let my niggas come through
Y'all lil' motherfuckers ain't gangster, gangster (yeah!)

I come creepin' through your hood in the day or the night, boy
It's good that you ain't scared to die 'cause you might, boy
Nigga cross the line, and my wolves'll jump on you
The beef escalate, they'll be back to dump on you

They follow orders, I tell 'em to let off that pump at you
Before you snitch, yeah, see I know what you chumps'll do
Sunny day, hot fudge, vanilla banana split
Four niggas in a whip, AK banana clip

Wartime, frontline, nigga ride or run and hide
Everything alive dies, why ask why, why cry
Man up, chump, worryin' is for the weak
You could hold your own or get left for dead in the street

We, we don't give a fuck about you
Your homie on the block can get it too
Y'all lil' motherfuckers ain't gangster, save your
Crew, before I put a hit out on you
Before I let my niggas come through
Y'all lil' motherfuckers ain't gangster, gangster (yeah, yeah)

In the hood when I pop up, minked up and rocked up
Niggas ice grill 'cause these OG's is washed up
I got a left like, winky wright
My pinky bright, my bank card'll end your life

Niggas scheme but they sweeter than, cookies n cream
Homie, I got more blocks than Hakeem the Dream
That ain't taskforce money, that's real police
I got my ratchet in the alley with that fiend Denise

Cruise the streets, stuntin' in that Maybach '62
Nigga, what my dope goin' fo'?, 62, c'mon
A gram by man, my plan's to expand
Try to jux and you hoods get catscans

We, we don't give a fuck about you
Your homie on the block can get it too
Y'all lil' motherfuckers ain't gangster, save your
Crew, before I put a hit out on you
Before I let my niggas come through (uh)
Y'all lil' motherfuckers ain't gangster (uh, uh, Banks), gangster

I got a crew of schitzos behind me, I give 'em the word
They'll wet your whole block up, like the tsunami, (woo) try me
And your mami'll be right in the lobby
And they'll be feedin' you Jello, like you're Bill Cosby

Yeah, everybody yellin' (yeah), so the beef cook
Then somebody gets hit in the melon, then they tellin' (uh)
Don't go tongue lashin' with Lloyd (uh, uh)
Niggas'll put stabs in your boy, like brad did in Troy (yeah)

Be shakin' like a cutty, with his last bit of boy (uh)
And I'll be calm cause there's bulletproof glass in the toy (uh)
Yeah, I'm flashy as fuck (uh-huh), mashin' with buck
Windows up blowin' big 'cause there's stash in the truck, what?

We, we don't give a fuck about you
Your homie on the block can get it too
Y'all lil' motherfuckers ain't gangster, save your
Crew, before I put a hit out on you
Before I let my niggas come through
Y'all lil' motherfuckers ain't gangster, gangster