We Don't Give A ****

(feat. 50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Olivia) [Olivia harmonizing for 10 seconds] [Chorus: Olivia]

We, we don't give a ************* about you

Your homey on the block can get it too

Y'all lil' mother******s ain't gang-ster, save your crew, before

I put a hit out on you

Before I let my *************z come through

Y'all lil' mother******s ain't gang-ster, gang-ster [50 Cent]

Yeah! I come creepin through your hood in the dead of the night boy

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

************* cross the line, and my wolves'll jump on you

The beef escalate, 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'll do

Sunny day, hot fudge, vanilla banana split

Four *************z in a whip,

AK banana clip

War time, frontline, ************* ride or run and hide

Everything alive dies, why ask why?

Why cry Man up, chump, worryin is for the weak

You could hold your own or get left for dead in the street [Chorus] [Tony Yayo]

Yeah, yeah

In the hood when

I pop up, minked up and rocked up

*************z ice grill cause these

O.G.'s is washed up

I got a left like,

Winky Wright

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

*************z scheme but they sweeter than, cookies'n'cream

Homey I got more blocks than

Hakeem the

Dream That ain't taskforce money, that's real police

I got my ratchet in the alley with that fiend

Denise Cruise the streets, stuntin in that

Maybach sixty-two

************* what my ****** goin fo', 62, c'mon!

A gram By man, my plan's to expand

Try to jux and you hooked to catscan [Chorus] [Lloyd Banks]

Uhh, Banks

I got a crew of schitzos behind me,

I give 'em the word

They'll wet your whole block up, like the tsunami

Try me, and your mommy'll be right in the lobby

And they'll be feedin you

Jello, like you're

Bill Co*************y

Yeah everybody yellin, 'til the beef cook

Then somebody gets hit in the melon, then they tellin

Don't go tongue la*************n wit

Lloyd *************z'll put stabs in your boy like

Brad Pitt in

Troy Be shakin like a cutty, with his last bit of boy

And I'm calm cause there's bulletproof glass in the toy

Yeah I'm flashy as a *************, mashed in with

Buck Windows up blowin big cause the stash in the truck, what? [Chorus]