[Hook] I really don't care what gang you bang What set you claim On everything (Nigga, put that on everything) I really don't, really don't, really don't care what clique you with Cause when I trip A nigga trip (Nigga, fuck your clique, nigga)
[Verse 1] Don't come around me on your sucker shit I ain't the type to be fuckin' with Lover boy, want a tougher bitch Get the fuck from around me get the fuck from around me I say the shit cause I mean this shit
Seat back and I'm leaning, bitch No, no, no, no, no, no, no You know how the shit go Out the door, O after O That's more money, that's more money That's more money fo' sho I got a whole bunch of bad habits That fly shit, I gotta have it That pistol on me, I pack it Bitch, your fuckin' head, I crack it Me and my pinky ring are like marriage Plus she cut ten carats I shine on 'em, get a line on 'em Send the wolves right there at 'em I never said I'd get you by now You done heard I got you Heard all your homies was haulin' ass To that club tonight they shot you
[Hook x2] I really don't care what gang you bang What set you claim On everything (Nigga, put that on everything) I really don't, really don't really don't care what clique you with Cause when I trip A nigga trip (Nigga, fuck your clique, nigga)
[Verse 2] You know every beef, I don't need my strap Knife work, I cut you, jack Niggas watchin' my paper stack Cops comin' every time I black out Oh, oh Shawty sayin' I'm a mental case I'm sayin' fuck out my face You finna make me catch a case Your new bitch my old hoe I put her on fo' sho though Her head game was so-so That's why I had to let her go, go I'm blowin' up like I'm supposed to blow Neck glowin' like it's supposed to glow Gold Cuban, club movin' New music, hoes choosin' It's a win, win, we don't lose at all Came up, we supposed to ball Don't know who you take me for I kill you if you make me, boy You don't know how real it get Playin' 'round with this gangsta shit We all in, we all in I want one when I'm fallin'
[Hook] I really don't care what gang you bang What set you claim On everything (Nigga, put that on everything) I really don't, really don't, really don't care what clique you with Cause when I trip A nigga trip (Nigga, fuck your clique, nigga) I really don't care what gang you bang What set you claim On everything (Nigga, put that on everything) I really don't, really don't, really don't care what clique you with Cause when I trip A nigga trip (Nigga, fuck your clique, nigga)
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Compositores: Curtis James Jackson (50 Cent) (ASCAP), Ibanga Ramon Jr (Illmind) (ASCAP)Editores: Fifty Cent Music (ASCAP), Empire Sf (ASCAP)ECAD verificado obra #13656215 em 20/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM