| Yo, what
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| Hoo han
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| Queensbridge stand up, motherfuckers
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| Blaq Poet attacks, what the fuck you thought was gonna happen
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| I’m from the days when niggas stood on the corners clapping
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| Drinking 40's in front of the police
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| Running around, a straight beast on the streets
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| I’m lucky I made, I can’t believe it
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| I’m looking around the town, and I’m feeling like Simon Phoenix
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| Murder, death, kill, all in my mind
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| You ain’t heard this type of shit in a very long time
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| I’m ten times deadly, ready, aim steady
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| One to your head and the rest for your belly
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| The Southside slasher, run up, cut your throat
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| Just to let you motherfuckers know this ain’t no fucking joke
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| What
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| Blaq Poet don’t give a fuck
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| «You don’t want it»
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| I will fuck ya niggas up
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| «Don't you get it»
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| Blaq Poet don’t give a fuck
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| «You don’t want it»
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| I will fuck ya niggas up
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| What you motherfuckers gonna do when trouble come
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| I’m hardcore heavyweight, you bubblegum
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| My style is buck wild, straight from the slum
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| I come from where niggas pray to the gun
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| All you stupid niggas talking that beef shit
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| Fighting for New York when these are my streets, bitch
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| I use terrorist techniques
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| The warrior wreck beats, homerun your head off your neckpiece
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| It’s Blaq Poet, hip-hop most dangerous
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| Spit the kind of shit to make all the gangs bang to this
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| All you rap critics got to give it up
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| I’m like the narcs choking on your neck, make you spit it up
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| My motto is «fuck ya niggas», who want to rumble
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| I’ll drag your little monkey ass all through the jungle
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| This is what it comes to, I got to come through
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| Buck shot, buck shot, show you what them guns do
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| I’m out of my mind, I’m fucking crazy
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| I’ll have momma’s baby pushing up daisies
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| You want it, you got it, I’ll give you a death wish
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| I’ve been going to war since I was young and reckless
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| Ask about me, I’m a motherfucking hustler
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| Dough get low, take the money from the customers
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| Low down, dirty, grimy
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| Right in front of your face and you still can’t find me
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| Screwball, went to war with Giuliani
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| I’m pure New York, got train tracks inside me
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| Blaq Poet don’t give a fuck
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| «You don’t want it»
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| I will fuck ya niggas up
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| «Don't you get it»
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| Ya niggas know what the fuck it is
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| Blaq Poet
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| Premo
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| Next Level shit motherfuckers
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| Hoo Han |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Dont Give A Fucc , by - Blaq Poet. Song from the album The Blaqprint: The Instrumentals, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп