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sick mothafuckers!
go head, throw up nigga yea yea ok, i know you i know, i know [Verse 1] If you wanna have smaller digits The kid was never, a playa hata or baller bigit Every week, pay em all a visit I bring Pamela Lee to the P`s so we all can dig it I popped enough alcohol so we all could swig it Guns, stand them up they be as tall as midgets O.k, I`ll rap a little faster But do I really sound like I turned from a rapper to a pastor I`m like you except I date supermodels The cars that I drive, the state troopers follow We get the same parties probably My stones look like sunshine, yours probably cloudy And I dont front for nothin` I likes, I gets, I want for nothin` I`m givin` ya straight answers And I`d rather be dead than livin wit hate cancer [Chorus] Say wha you wanna say, talk wha you wanna talk WE DONT GIVE A FUCK! Look how you wanna look, grill if you wanna grill WE DONT GIVE A FUCK! Act how you wanna act, front if you wanna front WE DONT GIVE A FUCK! Live how you wanna live, cry if you wanna die WE DONT GIVE A FUCK! [Verse 2] I just used to post on the corner, roast marijuana I`d be on the coast of Tawanna Bitches who look, close to Madonna, Dosie cabanna, toast by a ? I `posed to be wanna of those dudes ridin in Testaroastas upon ya Not the ? but I`m gonna, I keep toastin the armor for niggaz who supposed to be drama I mostly just wanna, get fed garlic toast and lasagna Get head while I`ll roast in a sawna F-A-B-O-L-O-U-S, how can you hate that? And I hit the ? wit the scandals Cause its all bullshit my attroneys can handle Ya insides be burnin like candles Rippin down posters, turnin` the channels You wanna end up on the ern on the mantle nigga, yea [Chorus] [Verse 3] I look at these brothers and laugh Jealous niggas dont hate havin, just others that have I still got love for the av., Come through to give ya niggas girls baby mothers my math I speak on others behalf, only hate makin money and gotta give the government half You know this brother live last And not even Mike seen Jordans in the colors I have I used to run from undercovers like Shaft That was until this young playa got shoved into the draft Now I`m covered in ice, like Bruce Lee`s body Niggas is scared, to lose these hotties Talk if you wanna talk, grill if you wanna grill We dont give a fuck nigga Front if you wanna front, try if you wanna die If you live its luck nigga [Chorus]
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