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We Don't Give a F***

50 Cent

Thoughts of a Predicate Felon

2005

We, we don't give a fuck about you
Your homey on the block can get it too
Y'all lil' motherfuckers ain't gang-ster, save your
Crew, before I put

Small Lil Gangster
I mean highkey you just might be
Small Lil Gangster
Acting highly cause yo’ clothes is pricey
Small Lil Gangster
All on IG saying you

Gangsta and Pimps

Lil Wayne

500 Degreez

2002

things)
All I need (all I need)
Is Remy and weed (Remy and weed)
Somebody not afraid (don't be scared)
To co-sign for my Escalade (oh, no)

Gangsters

the life and she can't get a grip
Hundred dollar cup and you can't get a sip
I'm a million dollar nigga, you should take you a flick
Hundred thousand

All I need in this life is some tree and a mic
Say she like what she see wanna see me tonight
Yea exotic my P grab a seat and take flight
Say I got

Dogghouse in Your Mouth

Mix Master Spade

Duces n' Trays: The Old Fashioned Way

2001

Daz we about to fry niggas like fries
And separate them by five's and light up the skies

Crip that D P, Kurupt
Dippin' and I'm out, put a dick in

Fat Joe the Don!
And Mr worldwide reporting live from the east
Ross the boss, Mr mauricio
I know paper, can buy the newspapers
Millions now, billions

You know Mr. Lil Uzi got the guap
I swear Mister Lil Uzi got the guap
You know Mr. Lil Uzi got the guap
I swear Mister Lil Uzi got the guap
You

Yeah, man, you know I do too motherfuckin' much, I'm Mr. Go Too Far
They might try to come and supersede me after all this shit I'm talkin'
You

Guy
This is like my new way to live my life by
They say they miss the nice guy but there's no more Mr. Nice Guy
On the real, I done had enough of people

Dear Mr. President

Paris

Hard Truth Soldiers, Vol. 1

2006

lives are took
I can't see no difference from Mr. Hussein to Mr. Bush
Death and deception it's the brew the devil cooks

Dear Mr. President you had

Yeah Yeah Cassidy and I ain't
In no mutha fucking gang but I'm a mutha
Fucking gangster real rap

I'mma G boy get smoke by P boy
Coke by the key boy

I'm Gone

Fat Joe

The Darkside, Vol. 1

2010

a lil bit more than that underground shit
Had that army fatigue, the Chuckers
I signed a nigga by the name of Big Pun
That nigga went double plat

for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These

Smokin and Ridin

Ja Rule

Pain Is Love

2001

knowin what I'm knowin
Then live your life.. cause, we're..)

[Chorus]

(Cause, we're..)

[0-1]
(Nuttin but some gangsters..) Ridin by in them big

is
Her specialty, after all hands come up
One by one "Oh my god, Rihmeek, "
Nicki groans exaggeratedly, invoking Meek's
Middle name for effect "Every

me the drop I'm coming slide
Niggas gangster on the gram but in real life them niggas hiding
And imma get back free lil' tweety if that Glock stay by

hour roll by until Sho gets a call from a guy says wants to buy some dope
"Meet me at the store at half past four"
He put down the phone tells Kelly hit

Forgot About Me

Scarface

Deep in the Heart of Texas

2009

Mr. Dough
and Mr. Eighty four, hating hoe, we think yo' sister know
When I hits the do', motherfuckers drop and kiss the flo'
Light bulb flow, I

Life's too short, so we gotta turn up
Man talk on my ting for the 'Gram, it's intrusive
I never really thought 'bout taking a life
'Til I found out my

Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck

life (supposed to be for life, 4L)
Jumpin' shit since we was five (21, five)
We got that fire, we was nine, nine
Even though I'm up, up
You can see

(Grade A, Grade A, Grade A)
Take a bitch shoulder
Finna introduce y'all to Lil Reuben
AKA Mr g6, G Swig, me swig talk to ’em bro

Nigga, I'm clean

. Rosenberg
Now you're livin' life up in the fast lane, Mr. Rosenberg
Always with a bad dame gettin' mad brain, Mr. Rosenberg
Feels like I've been gone for