Eminem

Eminem - We Don't Give A Fuck lyrics

Olivia:

Oeh Oeh Oeh Oeh Oehhhhh

Oeh Oeh Oeh Oeh Oehhhhh

We, We don't give a fuck about you

Your homie on the block can get it too

Ya'll little motherfuckas ain't gangster

Save your crew

Before I put a hit out on you

Before I let my niggers come threw

Ya'll little motherfuckas ain't gangster, gangster

50 Cent:

Yeah

I come creepin' through your hood in the day or the night, boy

It's good that you ain't scared to die cuz you might, boy

Nigger cross the line and my wolves will jump on you

The beef escalade, they'll be back to dump on you

They follow orders. I tell 'em to let off that pump at you

Before you snitch, yeah, see I know what you chumps will do

Sunny day; hot fudge, vanilla, banana split

Four niggers in the whip A.K. banana clip

Wartime, frontline, nigger ride or running high

Everything alive dies Why X why, why cry?

Man up chump where we in is for the week

You can hold your own or get left for dead in the street

Olivia:

We, We don't give a fuck about you

Your homie on the block can get it too

Ya'll little motherfuckas ain't gangster

Save your crew

Before I put a hit out on you

Before I let my niggers come threw

Ya'll little motherfuckas ain't gangster, gangster

Tony Yayo:

Yeah Yeah

In the hood when I pop up

Minked up and wrapped up

Niggers ice grill cause he's old G's is washed up

I got a left like Winky Wright

My pinky bright, my bank card'll end your life

Niggers keen but they sweeted it; cookies and cream

Homie I got more blocks than Hakim the dream

That ain't task force money, that's Gun police

I got my ratchet in the alley with that fiend Denise

Cruising streets, stuntin in that maybach 62

Nigger run my dope 4 for 62, come on

A gram, my man, my plans to expand

Try to trixing you hooks to catscans

Olivia:

We, We don't give a fuck about you

Your homie on the block can get it too

Ya'll little motherfuckas ain't gangster

Save your crew

Before I put a hit out on you

Before I let my niggers come threw

Ya'll little motherfuckas ain't gangster, gangster

Lloyd Banks:

I got a crew o' schizo's behind me

I give em the word to wet your whole block up

Like the tsunami try me

Hey your mommy will be right in the lobby

And they'll be feeding you jell-o

Like you Bill Cosby

Yeah everybody yelling (yeah) so the beef cooks

And somebody gets hit in the melon

Then they tell ‘em don't go tongue-lashing wit Lloyd

Niggers'll put stabs in your boy like Brad Pitt in troy

You'll be shaking like a cuddy with his last bit of boy

And I'll be calm cuz it's bulletproof glass in the toy

Yeah I'm flashy as fuck, mashin' with buck

Windows up blowing big cause the stash in the trunk

Olivia:

We, We don't give a fuck about you

Your homie on the block can get it too

Ya'll little motherfuckers ain't gangster

Save your crew

Before I put a hit out on you

Before I let my niggers come threw

Ya'll little motherfuckers ain't gangster, gangster

Oeh

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