change, I don't give a damn, man I just saw your woman huggin and kissin another man, I don't give a damn, Cause God got me & if u don't know you better
droppin salt on you mayne i don't give a damn but you cant pay your bills cuz your short on your change i don't give a damn man i just saw your woman
, I don't give a damn, man I just saw your woman huggin and kissin another man, I don't give a damn, Cause God got me & if u don't know you better ask
already rude! And too many people make me parnoid, so I'll wet ah bitch and I'll wet ah dude! Straight like that I don't give ah damn I'm Gangstafied
Verse 3: Z-Ro] Damn right I'm a hustler baby I don't move unless it's gon' pay me I know you wanna see me but I don't know maybe baby 'Cause I'm tryin
I'm a act one two... I'm a act just like a niga do(uh niga do)... I'm a act one two... I'm a act just like a niga do Nigaaa... iiiiiiiim gon let tha top
fuck you hoes, I don't give a damn, I'll knock yo bitch ass out! And that's the type of nigga I am. N-I-G-G-A, I'm a get drunk and smoke weed all day
Z-RO:] I don't need know help my nigga I can do bad on my own And I don't need no company lil momma Even tho I know you give graded on I rather play my
close On the van and Magnum and the Lac I remeber where I came from and I ain't goin back I ain't talkin about the hood I'm talkin about when it wasn't
a woman I'm a concentrat on my stacks I don't wanna die lonely But them broads I deal with got me still singin I hate you bitch I don't wanna die lonely But I
rich Trying to get my fucking bread baby Ride in mercedes I know a nigga hate me But I don't give a damn nah I don't give a fuck Riding on drapped up
shoot-shoot all days up But I don't give a fuck, cause ain't nobody gonna touch me I bet you, I be standing in the end I gotta remain living, and counting
t tell no mo' Cause seem like everywhere I go, somebody got a problem with Ro It might be somebody from the past, or somebody I don't know Bottom line I ain't
You were there at the begginin of my days, I'm just hopin I see you after all my days end. And I don't give a damn what these people say, Half the people
if I wasn't high, I'd pull your motherfucking brains out murderer [Hook] [Z-Ro:] Everyday I label my loot, leaving you ladies lonely I don't love pussy, I
Z-Ro gon go to the stash I'm in and out of season hustling, addicted to cash I don't hustle for the fame, I don't hustle for the shine Cause that's
square I don't do fair, I'm a Clover Gee I thank you for your jewels, they look better on me You over there with a naked neck, I got three on me My baretta
