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lirik lagu idc – skuffle

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[intro]
on blood
i don’t care about none of that sh*t (give a f*ck)
yeah, bhunna
he’s wit’ all that gang sh*t
skrr, skrr, skrr, skrr, skrr
ayy, b*tch, b*tch, b*tch, b*tch

[verse 1]
i don’t give a f*ck, all that sh*t you done, n*gga (you done, n*gga)
i don’t care ’bout none of that sh*t, that you shot, n*gga (that you shot, n*gga)
i don’t give a f*ck, n*gga, where you from, n*gga (ayy, where you from, n*gga)
i deal a pull*up n*gga with a f*ckin’ drum, n*gga (i’m with that drum, n*gga)
i steal a pull*up, show a n*gga i ain’t the one, n*gga (i ain’t the one, n*gga)
and i don’t give a f*ck ’bout who you rob, n*gga (’bout who you rob, n*gga)
go against skuf, i’mma go against the odds, n*gga (against the sh*t, n*gga)
play wit’ my gang, that’s like playin’ with the mob, n*gga (you wanna play?)
playin’ with that smoke pole, that’s that rod, n*gga (i did the smoke)
and i don’t f*ck wit’ no n*gga can’t deal on his own (can’t deal on your own)
daddy n*ggas really b*tch you catch ’em alone (they really b*tches)
i do a hit, n*gga, all alone (eight by myself)

[bridge]
i don’t give a f*ck how much money y’all n*ggas got (you know i don’t)
how many soldiеrs y’all got (f*ck n*gga)
you disrespect me, i’m at your f*ckin’ nеck (i swear to f*ckin’ god)
[verse 2]
ayy, at your motherf*ckin’ neck (neck)
at your head (head), at your body (body), yeah the party jump again
we solve problems like a x (x), we gon’ pop him like a wheelie (you gettin’ popped)
yeah, i f*ck that n*gga b*tch (that b*tch), got that n*gga lookin’ silly (f*ck n*gga)
all that sh*t you talked about me (’bout me), got your b*tch f*ckin’ wit’ me (wit’ me)
all that ice ’round my neck (whou), got my neck lookin’ chilly (chilly)
got that glock [?], i’mma get money n*gga (n*gga)
you don’t get money, snitch (snitch), i ain’t never been no b*tch (no b*tch)
one thing i could say (say), i ain’t no p*ssy or no rat (rat)
i’m no b*tch or no snitch (no snitch), i’m a g*ngb*nger with a stick (that stick)
i don’t give a f*ck ’bout all that sh*t that you did (i don’t)
i don’t tolerate no diss (i won’t), i don’t tolerate that sh*t (i won’t)
yeah, i’ll pull up with that stick (i will), 7*6, who hit your clock (the clock)
make that motherf*cker flip (flip), ain’t no way i’m gettin’ no sh*t (i won’t)
i can’t go back to my hood (i can’t) sayin’ i ain’t do sh*t (i really f*ckin’ can’t)
yeah, that mean i’m gon’ get [?] (i swear), ain’t no way i’m gon’ get [?] (i can’t)
i’m that type of n*gga pull up (pull up) with that beam’ on your sh*t (your sh*t)
put that beam on your nose (your nose), clown n*ggas get exposed (they do)
and that glock gon’ match the fit (the fit), and those hunchos match the tip
i couldn’t give a f*ck ’bout what you did (did)
i’m a young n*gga, don’t give a sh*t (don’t give no sh*t, b*tch)

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