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[Chorus] You ride up to the club nigga, I don't give a fuck Sick of yo' ass in the club bitch, I don't give a fuck Drinkin' cris in the v.i., I don't give a fuck Talkin' shit 'bout me, bitch I don't give a fuck You gotta pocket full of money nigga, I don't give a fuck You drinkin' off with them ho's bitch, I don't give a fuck In the club wit yo' pussy click, I don't give a fuck Security on my dick bitch, I don't give a fuck
Drop dem bow's on dem muthafuckin' pussy ass niggas Drop dem bow's on dem muthafuckin' pussy ass niggas I got that eastside wit me, I don't give a fuck Got that westside wit me, I don't give a fuck
Drop dem bow's on dem muthafuckin' pussy ass niggas Drop dem bow's on dem muthafuckin' pussy ass niggas I got that north side wit me, I don't give a fuck I got that southside wit me, I don't give a fuck
We rollin' deep in this bitch so fuck why'all niggas We rollin' deep in this bitch so fuck why'all niggas I got that dirty south wit me, I don't give a fuck I got that midwest wit me, I don't give a fuck
If security step up we'll crush dem niggas If security step up we'll crush dem niggas I got that east coast wit me, I don't give a fuck I got that west coast with me, I don't give a fuck
[Chorus] Man I do this in spite, my mom ain't married, bitch I'm a bastard Nigga I fuck over me, you know what I do to these rappers They come in here huffin' and puffin' And screamin' and cussin' and bustin' they verses
Nigga you betta calm yo' ass down unless you excited to see me in person I'm rollin' with thugs and felons ughhh, that's 'cause it's own killaz We gon' teach you ol' punk ass niggas to respect us authority figures Throw one of a kind boy when we be pourin' up in the club
You're going down boy too bad fuck ya, sorry for ya Listen let's not to get shook, but I ain't the one to come lookin' Cause all I can tell the police is, I am not a crook I fuck big fine bitches, my dick get hard, watch it grow
Then gimme fine head, blow my shotgun, tastes good don't it Now tell me that ain't the life, tellin' me my niggas ain't for life Now tell me that shit ain't tight Tell me that why'all want to be just like me
I beat these bitches down, I watch these cowards up Nigga you talkin' shit (huh) hoe you tryna power up
[Chorus] Why'all niggas ain't ready for this, muthafuckas ain't steady for this Cause why'all still ain't learn, nigga got a 4-4 cocked In a flick so hot make a muthafucka feel that burn Niggas say word, where da herb
You stay up off my dick don't back talk my nigga finna' get up in 'em Back up off of this nigga The one nigga that fucked up they shut up the talkin Barkin' betta block 'em off the nigga talkin, sparkin
Betta watch and dodge and never mind he caught it Where da thugs at up in this bitch, fuck a nigga up why'all represent Gimme some gin, gimme some hen Naw just gimme both and I'll mix it all in
Who want to take a lil' sip of this in, let me get ya twisted man Niggas on fire, don't stop droppin' dem that's a lie, we just won't die We come back flya than ever, higher than ever this time Wit venomous rhymes
So any nigga want to get involved, what you think you can fuck wit my dogs Nigga you thinkin' you rubbin' us while we're thuggin this Did you think you can fuck wit us, bone, bone-bone-bone-bone You ready to do this the hell with the song
We ain't gotta tell you it's on, you know this Poppin' the Glock to put a stop to the ho shit Why'all still can't fuck wit us and never will because We too fuckin' cold, too fuckin bold Got too many souljas ready to roll wit da goddamn bone
[Chorus]
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