"We Don't Give A Fuck" lyrics
Here comes the muthafuckin MJG, pimp tight
In your muthafuckin hood, like that shit be understood
We ain't stopping nigga, naw, we ain't falling, we ain't quitting
When you see me, wanna stop, nigga we all bullshitting
In this muthafucka where the sucka rush, I put them thangs on him
Make him see some stars, then rain on him, keep your aim on him
It ain't all about the Hen and the haze
You see me in the streets, I bet you think I wanna play
Look here I ain't got time
Look at me close but through all the bullshit, seeing me blind
I got a purpose in this muthafucka
I'm here to show if I can make it, you can make it in this muthafucka
Ain't no other brotha gonna do it for you
He might help but when it all boil down, you still in it for yourself
You got a family, I got a family and goddammit
It be time to let that real ass man in me take a stand for me
I got plans to be set tight
And ain't shit finna fuck up my plans to get right
Shit might seem way out of reach, but fuck negative
Better give with better thangs, to touch better shit
Fuck you, you, you and you
And all the sneaky shit that yo ass tryna do
You been peeping on my pimping, looking for a downfall
You phony and I ain't gon even hang around y'all
I found y'all niggas to be false
And fake ass hoes for the fame (What they do)
They gon give it up
Put your hand in my shit, I breaks it off
8Ball and MJG, we don't give a fuck
Straight out the mind of a nigga who done seen the light
Up all night, tryna figure out why shit ain't right
Uptight, ecstasy done got the best of me
Got me gritting my teeth and I can't go to sleep
Feel the beat, bump bump bump
Beating up a nigga back, bout to bust out the trunk
We crunk, we dump, if a nigga want funk
But I don't really think them muthafuckas want none
Pimp nigga, South nigga, running his mouth nigga
Pull out a map and choose another route nigga
Prisoner of war and I can't get out, nigga
Masked face, drop it off like it's a drought, nigga
Suave House nigga, Big Ball and MJ
Space age pimping, doing it the playa way
Underground independent, making more dough
Hustling cause no dough is a no-no
Fuck hoes, let me hold something I can fold
Thinking you fly when that shit you popping is old
Cold blooded like Rick with this rap shit
And if a nigga wanna scrap shit, I don't give a fuck
Fuck you, you, you and you
And all the sneaky shit that yo ass tryna do
You been peeping on my pimping, looking for a downfall
You phony and I ain't gon even hang around y'all
I found y'all niggas to be false
And fake ass hoes for the fame (What they do)
They gon give it up
Put your hand in my shit, I breaks it off
8Ball and MJG, we don't give a fuck
I got that pimp shit you wanna roll with, stay in control with
Stay on your toes with, never fold with, but hold with
Mack on the hoes with, eat lunch, change clothes with
Rolling on 4, leaning to the side, .44 with
Plenty of tint, I got my windows blacked in
Soon as you ride clean, you let them hatas back in
Bitches be acting like soap operas
Fuck you hoes, go and see you a dope doctor
Shit that you trying baby, I'm already done with
You be the fifth, I be the muthafuckin one with it
I got my nuts and my guts and my heart in it
Give me a crack and see if I don't put a part in it
From the start in it we had heart in it to win it
Dirty birdies, straight love like tennis
Rhyme menace, finish all point shavers
Bump and grind until we make our shit major
Until then you can hit me on the pager
1-800-Big Ball, hip hop savior
Remember that and we gon keep it on the cool
Smoke and act a fool and take rookies to school
Veteran MC, purple ribbon pedigree
Tennessee MC, Mr. B.I.G. and MJG, hard from the fucking start
Hard from the fucking start, cause we don't give a fuck
Fuck you, you, you and you
And all the sneaky shit that yo ass tryna do
You been peeping on my pimping, looking for a downfall
You phony and I ain't gon even hang around y'all
I found y'all niggas to be false
And fake ass hoes for the fame (What they do)
They gon give it up
Put your hand in my shit, I breaks it off
8Ball and MJG, we don't give a fuck
Fuck crossing the sands of Babylon
Point shavers, set traps and ambushes
Space age hoes use hypnotic touches and aromas
Extraterrestrial bitches, putting tricks in comas
As I hover above the slums
Two hundred and twenty miles per hour
Smoking orange juice, sniffing information
Loving life, bitch I don't give a fuck
In your muthafuckin hood, like that shit be understood
We ain't stopping nigga, naw, we ain't falling, we ain't quitting
When you see me, wanna stop, nigga we all bullshitting
In this muthafucka where the sucka rush, I put them thangs on him
Make him see some stars, then rain on him, keep your aim on him
It ain't all about the Hen and the haze
You see me in the streets, I bet you think I wanna play
Look here I ain't got time
Look at me close but through all the bullshit, seeing me blind
I got a purpose in this muthafucka
I'm here to show if I can make it, you can make it in this muthafucka
Ain't no other brotha gonna do it for you
He might help but when it all boil down, you still in it for yourself
You got a family, I got a family and goddammit
It be time to let that real ass man in me take a stand for me
I got plans to be set tight
And ain't shit finna fuck up my plans to get right
Shit might seem way out of reach, but fuck negative
Better give with better thangs, to touch better shit
Fuck you, you, you and you
And all the sneaky shit that yo ass tryna do
You been peeping on my pimping, looking for a downfall
You phony and I ain't gon even hang around y'all
I found y'all niggas to be false
And fake ass hoes for the fame (What they do)
They gon give it up
Put your hand in my shit, I breaks it off
8Ball and MJG, we don't give a fuck
Straight out the mind of a nigga who done seen the light
Up all night, tryna figure out why shit ain't right
Uptight, ecstasy done got the best of me
Got me gritting my teeth and I can't go to sleep
Feel the beat, bump bump bump
Beating up a nigga back, bout to bust out the trunk
We crunk, we dump, if a nigga want funk
But I don't really think them muthafuckas want none
Pimp nigga, South nigga, running his mouth nigga
Pull out a map and choose another route nigga
Prisoner of war and I can't get out, nigga
Masked face, drop it off like it's a drought, nigga
Suave House nigga, Big Ball and MJ
Space age pimping, doing it the playa way
Underground independent, making more dough
Hustling cause no dough is a no-no
Fuck hoes, let me hold something I can fold
Thinking you fly when that shit you popping is old
Cold blooded like Rick with this rap shit
And if a nigga wanna scrap shit, I don't give a fuck
Fuck you, you, you and you
And all the sneaky shit that yo ass tryna do
You been peeping on my pimping, looking for a downfall
You phony and I ain't gon even hang around y'all
I found y'all niggas to be false
And fake ass hoes for the fame (What they do)
They gon give it up
Put your hand in my shit, I breaks it off
8Ball and MJG, we don't give a fuck
I got that pimp shit you wanna roll with, stay in control with
Stay on your toes with, never fold with, but hold with
Mack on the hoes with, eat lunch, change clothes with
Rolling on 4, leaning to the side, .44 with
Plenty of tint, I got my windows blacked in
Soon as you ride clean, you let them hatas back in
Bitches be acting like soap operas
Fuck you hoes, go and see you a dope doctor
Shit that you trying baby, I'm already done with
You be the fifth, I be the muthafuckin one with it
I got my nuts and my guts and my heart in it
Give me a crack and see if I don't put a part in it
From the start in it we had heart in it to win it
Dirty birdies, straight love like tennis
Rhyme menace, finish all point shavers
Bump and grind until we make our shit major
Until then you can hit me on the pager
1-800-Big Ball, hip hop savior
Remember that and we gon keep it on the cool
Smoke and act a fool and take rookies to school
Veteran MC, purple ribbon pedigree
Tennessee MC, Mr. B.I.G. and MJG, hard from the fucking start
Hard from the fucking start, cause we don't give a fuck
Fuck you, you, you and you
And all the sneaky shit that yo ass tryna do
You been peeping on my pimping, looking for a downfall
You phony and I ain't gon even hang around y'all
I found y'all niggas to be false
And fake ass hoes for the fame (What they do)
They gon give it up
Put your hand in my shit, I breaks it off
8Ball and MJG, we don't give a fuck
Fuck crossing the sands of Babylon
Point shavers, set traps and ambushes
Space age hoes use hypnotic touches and aromas
Extraterrestrial bitches, putting tricks in comas
As I hover above the slums
Two hundred and twenty miles per hour
Smoking orange juice, sniffing information
Loving life, bitch I don't give a fuck
