we don't give a fuck

, yeah, yeah, volume three, real disrespectful on the one unc', uh-huh, i ain't got no more respect for these niggaz, uh-uh, icepick, where the fuck your knife at?, now who the fuck wanna ryde with this gangsta nigga, thug nigga,38 snub busters, slugs rush ya, i should be in anger management class, the way i'm aimin a mac, that's how i let off frustration pertainin my past, murder ya block, then drag's wavin at cabs, feds is on cars that's why they give him on-star, straight blood, when i walk in, throw on the red light bulbs, then i throw my pinky ring on and writin up the club, i'm all real, y'all slight thugs, i'm just like, them arabs, fuck a gat, i use a knife, keep my dick sucked like, straws in soda, y'all know the deal like, cards and poker, huh?, i'm a monster on the street, i'll play all strips, i'll beat down lyrics and stomp out beats and dump out clips, if i ain't got it i crack knuckles on jaws, stab a couple on tour, y'all faggots never knuckled up before, bitch, we don't give a fuck about none a y'all, i'm talkin bout all y'all, don't make me grab the thing and get to runnin y'all, every single motherfuckin one of y'all, listen up. i bought a yellow banana six cause the way i peel off, tommy gun banana clip, if you thinkin i'm soft, this'll silence yo' ass quick, put a apple on the tip, then go sip, apple martinis and laugh about this shit, niggaz wanna look at my chest, nigga watch your eyes, cause, drag'll give you his change and give you a surprise, cause when i ride, i put a heart in them niggaz and get 'em live, then let my toast, put the ghost in niggaz and watch it rise, yeah i look out for my niggaz, but i'm not a town hero, when i walk, i set fire to the floor like ground zero, i'm the reason niggaz jumpin out of buildings, shit, they better let that hard ground kill 'em then they run down sizzlin, got a hundred hidden guns in the wall where i live, so the only way i'm fightin for the wall is they comin to my crib, double-r motherfucker, we runnin this shit, cause every time we put in our guns y'all runnin and shit, bitch, listen, i wasn't born with stats, but i might stand while y'all was young, i used to be on the cheese line cause i was born to be a rat, my race is like a pizza pie, y'all can get a slice, and it won't be just them arabs runnin around with they face wrapped, so if you a thug - throw these slugs!, and not at my vest, throw it at my mug, cause my niggaz'll get y'all back, love is love, cause we all family and nigga blood is blood, i never back down, i put backs on grounds, that'll make your mother pull out that all-black gown, man f**k this track, listen to how i sound, that's your block, that's your city, that's your town?, bladoooow! it's mines now, cause i ain't drop a album in two years, it's time now, cause i know y'all all laughin, playin your john madden, 'til me and my niggaz kick open the door like,