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lirik lagu we don’t care – big punisher

yeah, the foundation, lgp
latin’s goin’ platinum baby
yeah yeah, yeah
year 2000, terror squadians, terror squad
you won’t like me when i’m angry
we rock the party and
i guarantee you, you won’t like me when i’m angry
yeah, yeah, yeah terror squadians
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
we rock the party and

yeah! i tear the club up, pull up in the hummer with pun
my f-ckin’ brother, makin’ motherf-ckers run for cover
the number runner son, i’m nothin’ but a hustler
burnin’ rubber with drugs, stuffed up in the m-ffler
shut the f-ck up! bust a slug through your jugular
plus suckers get f-cked up with golf clubs, never front on us
t.s. baby, straight out the b.x. baby
so if they b.s., we deeper than the u.s. navy

you ain’t crazy, laid up in the club like what?
with all the ladies, showin’ us nothin’ but love
guzzlin’ 80, proof to truth, straight to the gut
in a mercedes, coupe f-cked up doin’ a buck
if jakes chase me, i’m cuttin’ off trucks, pressin’ my luck
it’s all gravy, puffin’ the blunt, blazin’ it up
maybe you hate me, ’cause your baby mom’s on my nuts
she wanna rape me just because i’m s-xy as f-ck, so n-gg- what?

tear the club up ’cause we don’t care
everybody strip, yeah we don’t care
shoot the place up yeah, we don’t care, nuh-ah
we don’t care, nuh-ah! we don’t care!! nahhhahh!
yeah, we don’t care, t squaders
yeah, we don’t care, f-ck you n-gg-
nah we don’t care, nuh-ah
we don’t care, nuh-ah! we don’t care!! nahhhahh!

yo, i’m livin’ in mansions, give me the spanish props
i got to have it
loadin’ and bustin’ a mac, did sh-t in the past
was grabbin’ the girls on they -sses
duck when the mac hits or be dead before your body falls
’cause when my shotty roars we ignore guiliani laws
my trigger got no heart n-gg-, i’m blowin apart liver
and holdin’ the glocks, call to the cops, blowin’ the spot

baby better head for the hills, my n-gg-z wild for the night
my lead ready to peel this sh-t really real
my clip fillity fill your chick with a chill
my d-ck quick to kill, we fittin’ to ill
no survivors, frozen godivas or roses and flowers
sour the grapes for those opposin’ the squaders
thrown in the garbage, like funky pajamas, word to my junkie mama
i’ma keep it funky for homies livin’ tomorrow

you f-ckin’ with scholars, street knowledge
carter kids stuck to the projects
go ahead keep checkin that mall
and me and cuban gon’ keep doublin’ our chips
keep talkin’ that dumb sh-t like you want it
yeah when are you gonna buck sh-t
[incomprehensible] this mug sh-t 02.15

tear the club up ’cause we don’t care
everybody strip, yeah we don’t care
shoot the place up, we don’t care, nuh-ah
we don’t care, nuh-ah! we don’t care!! nahhhahh!
now we don’t care, t squaders
now we don’t care, f-ck you n-gg-
we don’t care, nuh-ah
we don’t care, nuh-ah! we don’t care!! nahhhahh!

yeah, big punisher
cuban link, terror squad
y’all wanna party? gon’ party our way
anything goes
the code of the streets, what what?

- big punisher

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