We Don't Give a..

[Twin Gambino] Look at my life, you ain't ready to walk in my shoes I was bruised in this game that's why I stay with them tools Got nothing to lose, cause shit ain't workin' out for the kid I had a deal over at Virgin, but they dropped the kid How come, I don't know, they wasn't feelin' the kids Or the music to hot for their ears to list' Back to square one it's all good, it ain't gon' stop a nigga Like have me do something stupid like go and pop a nigga It's a movie and I'mma be the star of this shit With ten bitches at one time, suckin' my dick We gon' get rich and kill them two cats, that snitch IM3, bustin' they way, through this hip hop shit So watch your lip, don't say nothin' about my click Or catch a clip, while you walkin' wit ya lady and shit We crazy and shit, like chickens with their head cut off We little niggas with big guns that'll take your head off And we rippin' your lady in the bathroom of the Green Acres Mall Where gonna stand tall, we fall if a slug hit our chest It's all gravy, Queensbridge roll like the Navy Little girls runnin' around havin' mad babies [Chorus: Havoc] Yo, ya'll don't a give a yeah, we don't give a yeah At the, end of the day, a slug'll, ruin your liver For real, on the strength of that automatic steel So fast, you won't have time to build [Ty Knitty] Ayo, we here foot in the door, time for take off Yo, we take over, move over, IM3 And ya'll niggas don't really mean shit to me Spread love through the five boroughs, tri-state mid-state Violate, get your face carved in Fuckin' with these Queensbridge marksmen Never go against our grain, twenty tats, ball head cat, rep QB See me on the stage iced out, laced up Hazed up, jumping in them big ass trucks When we shoot you better duck, you out of luck young'n Catch you runnin' while we gunnin', chasin' you down like blood hounds Beatin' you down, to the very last compound With fo'four pounds, two aluminum bats, we ruin' you cats We IM3 nigga you better move back, we fake no jacks Jump real quick, we them Queens motherfuckers, that stay in that bullshit [Chorus] [Godfather] Looking back at time, a lot of niggas died Right before my eyes, suicide, homicide, do or die My crew and I, pledge Infamous, don't leave no witnesses We handled all our differences, these menaces we livin' it We've been gettin' it got it, Glock cock won't hesitate To empty out the whole clip, y'all niggas best notice When it's time and it's bout to go down, we control the shit Ain't nobody in this whole, industry can hold us in You can try, but you won't succeed, we a rare breed And don't say much, cause, real niggas don't speak Amongst beef, my handle like, hot sauce I take that on top boards, my action unaccountable Could snap at any give time, doubting you My raps steady pounding you, we drowning you with Infamous The IM3 continuous, we livin' it, I speak from experience He's driven it, we M-O-B-B, QB, Murda Muzik [Havoc] Yo, that's that that shit, that I be, talkin' about Niggas, playin' they hands wrong, runnin' they mouth Snitchin', all up in they blood, I can't click There ain't nothing to discuss, I only fuck with Niggas raise with me, ain't no time for new friends Loose ends, take my gangsta to the grave with me It's all day with me, loyal to my dunns Know it's nothing, cowards breathe when we clappin' those guns [Chorus]