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letra de we don't give a fuck - drag-on

[intro: drag-on]
yeah, yeah, volume three
real disrespectful on this one, unc’, uh-huh
i ain’t got no more respect for these n-ggas, unh-uh
icepick, where the f-ck your knife at?

[verse 1: drag-on]
now who the f-ck wanna ride with this gangsta n-gga, thug n-gga?
.38 snub buster, slugs rush ya
i should be in anger management cl-ss, the way i’m aimin’ a mac
that’s how i let off frustration pertainin’ my past
murder your 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 brighten up the club
i’m all real, y’all slight thugs, i’m just like
them arabs, f-ck a gat, i use a knife
keep my d-ck sucked like, straws in soda
y’all know the deal like, cards in 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 f-ggots never knuckled up before, b-tch

[verse 2: drag-on]
listen up…
i bought a yellow banana six ’cause the way i peel off
tommy gun banana clip, if you’re thinkin’ i’m soft
this’ll silence your -ss quick, put a apple on the tip
then go sip, apple martinis and laugh about this sh-t
n-ggas wanna look at my chest, n-gga, watch your eyes
’cause, drag’ll give you his chain then give you a surprise
’cause when i rock, i bring the heart outta n-ggas and get ’em live
then let my toast bring the ghost outta n-ggas and watch it rise
yeah, i look out for my n-ggas, but i’m not a town hero
when i walk, i set fire to the floor like ground zero
i’m the reason n-ggas jumpin’ out of buildings, sh-t
they better let that hard ground k!ll ’em than to 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, motherf-cker, we runnin’ this sh-t
’cause every time we pullin’ our guns, y’all runnin’ and sh-t, b-tches

[verse 3: drag-on]
listen, i wasn’t born with stacks, but i understand while y’all was young
y’all used to be on the cheese line ’cause y’all was born to be a rat
my razor’s 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 me slugs
and not at my vest, throw it at my mug
’cause my n-ggas’ll get y’all back, love is love
’cause we all family and n-gga, 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-ck 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 n-ggas kick open the door like {-boom-}

[chorus: fiend]
we don’t give a f-ck about none of y’all (none of y’all)
i’m talkin’ ’bout all y’all (all y’all)
don’t make me grab the thing and get to runnin’ y’all (runnin’ y’all)
every single motherf-ckin’ one of y’all (one of y’all)
we don’t give a f-ck about none of y’all (none of y’all)
i’m talkin’ ’bout all y’all (all y’all)
don’t make me grab the thing and get to runnin’ y’all (runnin’ y’all)
every single motherf-ckin’ one of y’all (one of y’all)
we don’t give a f-ck about none of y’all (none of y’all)
i’m talkin’ ’bout all y’all (all y’all)
don’t make me grab the thing and get to runnin’ y’all (runnin’ y’all)
every single motherf-ckin’ one of y’all (one of y’all)
we don’t give a f-ck about none of y’all (none of y’all)
i’m talkin’ ’bout all y’all (all y’all)
don’t make me grab the thing and get to runnin’ y’all (runnin’ y’all)
every single motherf-ckin’ one of y’all (one of y’all)

- drag on

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