you say, fuck you! We don't care what you say We don't care what you say We don't care what you say Fuck you! Fuck you! Fuck you! Fuck you!
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care what you say - fuck you! we don't care what you say - fuck you! you tell your friends that we're really sick. short hair fags on a commie trip. you
this rap shit hotter than Harlem Fuck the Dog beware of Rule, cause I'm the problem We'll still proceed you with a gun in your face When you got one in
fuck , you want from me I'm a million , million , dollar , dollar boy baby What the fuck , you want from me I'm a million , million , dollar , dollar boy baby What the fuck
thangs [X] Yeah, I got a song let me sing it to you [B] We ready to bang [X] Yeah, you talk impressive, you don't mean it do you? [B] Watch where you
three, tryin to fuck with the D-O-double-G D-R-E, or any of my Alkaholik family Huh, Xzibit turn your vital signs to a straight line Never seen a dog
if you miss, you bound to slip So watch that shit, just as they ship you, and pimp you, and dick you Takin' you for granted, so nigga you'd besta handle it Before they catch you
O.G.s was O.D.s cause they talk pleas and includin G's like you and me (you and me) The first step was going to set a trap So in a short period they
don't quit (oh) And I miss you (oh) I just miss you (oh) I just miss you (oh) Homie I'll never forget you (no) [Verse 2] For you, I wanan write the sickest
than a fed-up post-office worker A merk her with a Mossberg I'm pissed off get murdered Like someone took a ketchup squirter Squirted a frankfurter For a gangster you
s you and I, three o'clock sharp this afternoon you die" I looked at my watch it was one twenty "I already gave you my lunch money what more do you want
a prick, and lick a million motherfuckin' cocks per second I'd rather put out a motherfucking gospel record I'd rather be a pussy-whipped bitch, eat pussy
over backwards for this woman Man, I shoulda seen it comin, why'd I stick my penis up it? Woulda ripped the pre-nip up if I'd seen what she was fuckin But fuck
you wouldn't wanna answer this If you responded back with a battle rap you wrote for Canibus I strangled you to death then I choked you again Then break your fuckin
still tryna nail a trailor park bitch I met a slut and said "What up, its nice to meet ya" I'd like to treat ya to a Faygo and a slice of pizza But I
pointed up your nostrils You get splitted and guess what, I'm blowin up the hospital and wouldn't give a fuck if you a cop or a hoe I'm Hannibal Lector
back room, Usin' the bathroom, vacuumin' a raccoon, Skewin' a rat, a cat, screwin' a baboon. You shouldn't ask, "What is he doin' with that broom?". You
