| Ayo, I don’t give a fuck about, what you give a fuck about
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| What you give a fuck about, I don’t give a fuck about
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| Shut your mouth, cut your spouse, special victim unit
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| Drive-by, fly guy, the sket will hit your buick
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| Never let the music, dictate the policy
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| Promise me you’ll never rap again fam honestly
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| Been around the world and heard all kinds of verses
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| Whatever it’s worth, I curse, your verse is worthless
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| You on a stage shirtless, exposing your taco meat
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| I’m on the game first shit, behold the rocker heat
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| I’m on beat with the soft flow standards
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| No beef with a Jo-Jo dancer
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| I’m better than whoever you know raps
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| Oh, you know him? |
| Fuck it, his flows wack
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| I blow stacks on kicks and clothes
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| You so wack, you a bitch for sho. |
| (P!)
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| (Listen)
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| Yo, I don’t give a shit about what you give a shit about
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| Cause what you give a shit about, I don’t give a shit about
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| Kick him out, dick in mouth, kick it bitch, spit it out
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| Have my dick soften while she’s spitting in chicken broth
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| Imma go Shoo-Doo do nigga you wack
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| Just some motherfucking bubba-loo-doo nigga
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| Generally, General Lee, I smack your racist face off for fucking with P
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| Par for par the best barbarian sean
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| The arm, the double leg, arm, head of the don
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| Head from a broad, I was the head of the class
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| Now you got a lot of kids, but i’m better with math
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| Count your blessings, count your toes
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| Can’t feel extremities off a ounce of blow
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| I’m not one of them niggas that will dance in clubs
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| I take pills, coke, and I dance on drugs. |
| (P!)
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| YO! |