lirik lagu i don’t give a fuck – trae tha truth
[intro]
chea
i’m back on my sh-t, n-gga
[hook: trae tha truth]
keep playing with me, i’m in this b-tch
and can no one f-ck with me, i hear the talk
but you ain’t talking with me, keep popping off
i bet this chopper come see, i don’t give no f-cks
i don’t give a f-ck, n-gga, i don’t give a f-ck
i don’t give a f-ck, n-gga, i don’t give a f-ck (i don’t give no f-cks)
i don’t give a f-ck, n-gga, i don’t give a f-ck (yeah)
i don’t give a f-ck, n-gga, i don’t give a f-ck
[verse 1: trae tha truth]
why you all on my d-ck?
that’s that sh-t i don’t like
ho n-ggas can’t make me believe
i’m trappin’, it’s gon’ be cold nights
f-ck n-ggas always got something to say
i’m king, other n-ggas all in the way
get your block in your whip, tip all in a day
boss move, checkmate that was all in the play
a couple n-ggas don’t like me, oh well
get a pillow while they b-tch go tell
that tough men sh-t just don’t sell
streets ride my train i won’t fail
i don’t lip box, i just send shots
or put a n-gga face on the back of a milk box
f-ck that rap sh-t, i’m a gangster
i don’t get stressed n-gga, i get sh-t poppin’
what the f-ck is you looking at, n-gga?
keep tryna play stiff and get found in a box
just know when i show up on n-ggas
that mac-11 got me feelin’ like pac
they say i’m the realest i know it
i bet i show up when i come in this b-tch
i go to trippin’ it’s over, no point of talkin’
it ain’t nothing to fix
[hook]
[verse 2: rick ross]
never scared to die (no), see the look in my eye (boss)
n-gga tried to wack me, still drop top in my ride
f-ck this sympathy ho, hit you in your el camino
got that eight figure park deal, n-gga still quit to sling dope
get high blowin’ that smoke, i die before i go broke
your baby mama my thot, my eighth year i’m still high
your house less than my watch, my watch over your life
ain’t no b-tch bad than my b-tch and i f-cked your b-tch twice
boss sippin’ that drank, boss twistin’ that dank
boss gettin’ that bank, just bought holyfield’s estate
that’s just weed money lil n-gga, where your money lil n-gga
leave a hole in your n-gga, when we run down on your n-gga
punk (gunshots)
[hook]
[outro]
i don’t give no f-cks
yeeaah
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