Lil Jon - I Don't Give A (featuring East Side Boys, Mystikal & Krayzie Bone) Lyrics

(Lil' Jon)

Okay, Okay, Okay, Okay, Okay, Okay,.WHAAA!! OKAY!!

(Chorus Lil' Jon & The Eastside Boys)

You ride up to the club n****, I don't give a f***
Sit yo' ass in the club b****, I don't give a f***
Drinkin' Cris in the V.I., I don't give a f***
Talkin' shit 'bout me b**** I don't give a f***
You gotta pocket fulla money n****, I don't give a f***
You drinkin' off with them ho's b**** I don't give a f***
In the club wit yo' p**** click, I don't give a f***
Security on my dick b****, I don't give a f***

(Verse 1 - Lil' Jon)

Drop dem bow's on dem muthaf**kin' p**** ass n****s,
Drop dem bow's on dem muthaf**kin' p**** ass n****s,
I got that Eastside wit me, I don't give a f***
Got that Westside wit me, I don't give a f***
Drop dem bow's on dem muthaf**kin' p**** ass n****s,
Drop dem bow's on dem muthaf**kin' p**** ass n****s,
I got that Northside wit me, I don't give a f***
I got that Southside wit me, I don't give a f***
We rollin' deep in this b**** so f*** y'all n****s,
We rollin' deep in this b**** so f*** y'all n****s,
I got that dirty south wit me, I don't give a f***
I got that midwest wit me, I don't give a f***
If security step up we'll crush dem n****s,
If security step up we'll crush dem n****s,
I got that east coast wit me, I don't give a f***
I got that west coast with me, I don't give a f***

Chorus

(Verse 2 - Mystikal)

Man (Man) I do this in spite, my mom ain't married, b**** I'm a bastard!

N**** I f*** over me, you know what I do to these rappers?
They come in here huffin' and puffin' and screamin' and Cussin' and bustin' me first
N**** you betta calm yo' ass down unless you excited to see Me in person,
I'm rollin' with thugs and felons ughhh, that's cuz it's on killaz,
We gon' teach you ol' punk ass n****s to respect us authority Figures

Throw one of a kind boy when we be pourin' up in the club,
You're going down boy too bad f***, we're sorry for ya,
Listen let's not to get shook,
But I ain't the one to come lookin',
Cuz all I can tell the police is, I am not a crook,
I f*** big fine b****es, my dick get hard, watch it grow,
Then gimme fine head, blow my shotgun, tastes good don't it,
Now tell me that ain't the life,
Tellin' me my n****s ain't for life,
Now tell me that shit ain't tight,
Tell me that y'all wanna be just like me,
I beat these b****es down, I watch these powers up,
N**** you talkin' shit (huh?!) Ho you better POWER UP!

(Chorus)

(Verse 2 - Krayzie Bone)

Y'all n****s ain't ready for this,
Muthaf***as ain't steady for this,
Cuz y'all still ain't learn,
N**** got a 4-4 cocked, In a flick so hot make a muthaf***a Feel that burn, n****s ain't workin' wit an earn,
You stay up off my dick don't back talk my n**** finna' get Up in 'em, back up off of this n****, the one n**** that F***ed up they set up the talkin',
Barkin' betta block 'em off the n**** talkin, sparkin',
Betta watch and dodge and nevermind me call it,
Where da thugs at up in this b****,
F*** a n**** up y'all represent,
Gimme some gin, gimme some hen,
Naw just gimme both and I'll mix it all in,
Who wanna take a lil' sip of this in,
Let me get ya twisted man,
We's on fire,
Don't stop droppin' dem that's a lie,
We just won't die,
We come back fightin' and never hide it or ever this time,
With venomous rhyme
So any n**** wanna get involved, what you think you can F*** wit my dogs?,
N**** you thinkin' you rubbin' us while we're thuggin this,
Did you think you can f*** wit us, bone, bone-bone-bone-Bone, you ready to do this the hell with the song,
We ain't gotta tell you it's on,
You know it's poppin' the glock to put a stop to the ho shit,
Y'all still can't f*** wit us and never will because,
We too f***in' cold, too f***in bold,
There's too many soldiers ready to roll with them god damn Bones

Chorus

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