B-C and B-B I'm thug nigga and you know this to the B Don't hate the, the playa Don't hate the, the game Don't hate the, the playa Don't hate the, the
her out needles to jug her out Pillows to smother out, you don't give a fuck about I wouldn't talk about I'm through wit' it your crew ain't even true
I'm the "Freestyle King", ace cap is my crown Had jokes back then nigga laugh at me now on citas.. on mammas.. I here you talking, but you don't want no problems And this aint Lil' Jon
many miles on her. We rep the BAY, we don't rep Califronia, (californyay) I'm run you for your car note. Why u don't got SS in front of your Monte Carlo
ass) B-B-Bounce that ass hoe (Shake, shake, shakin' that ass) B-B-Bounce that ass hoe (Shake, shake, shakin' that ass) B-B-Bounce that ass B-B-Bounce
coming up In this bitch, motherfucker, been in this motherfucking studio Working hard on this motherfucking album [Background vocals from Lil' Jon & Big Sam come in] What up B
all up on your girl in the club I don't rock blades, I don't rock guns The B with the wings fly like a dove Enough about me, let's talk about you Put
DON'T WANT WHAT YOU FEELIN BABY JUST TONIGHT MAKE THE CHILLS RUN DOWN YOUR SPINE SIPPIN ON EXOTIC WINE I'LL LET YOU FANTASIZE ~REAPET~ {{JON B}} I DON'T
[Jon B.] Johnny "J", 2Pac, Jon B. [2Pac] Part 2 This is for all the homeboys who couldn't get their happy home As long as one of us got it some of us
is as fly as your skin tone Then I already know just what you sound like when you moan Chorus: I don't wanna be patient, don't wanna jump the gun But I don't
[Havoc] Yo, when I foul out on lab mouse One nut and I'm out Ain't tryin' to stick around, let a nigga catch me out of bound Don't give a fuck about
, when I foul out on lab mouse One nut and I'm out Ain't tryin' to stick around, let a nigga catch me out of bound Don't give a fuck about a rumor Know
damn right) I'm bustin rockets screamin, "Die nigga, die!" (die nigga) Dont' fuck with D.S.G.B. or T.I. (c'mon) Do you know why, I don't fuck with
it all From the weed to the X, from the X to the blow Mark my words, I'm next to blow P to the I, I to the T, T to the B, B to the U Double the L, me
can't live with you all up in my grill (my grill). I don't uncerstand , I wish that you could just chill. [B R E A K D O W N - Jon Young] No matter
you so I couldn't stand it Don't try to lie, don't try to cry Ain't nothing more for us to talk about Like Unk said take two steps towards The door
bad grammar I know Bun B, Lil' O and S.U.C. ain't no damn bammers Rasaq ain't no damn bammer, Play-N-Skillz ain't no damn bammers The clip in the hand
don't give a fuck, we don't give a fuck They don't give a fuck and we gon' tear the club up Say, I don't give a fuck, we don't give a fuck They don't