Lời bài hát Dat $tick
12 in the mornin' pop shells for a livin'
And berry gon' smell
Blood trail every minute
Rogue wave on you niggas
No fail when I hit 'em
Every time I see a pig
I don't hesitate to kill 'em
Ain't nobody give a fuck about a rule
Either get diplomas or a tool
I'ma cool with my youngins
No bool when I'm sprayin'
This K at you fuckas
Fuck a gang affiliated
With nothin' but my name
Man I don't give a fuck
About a mothafuckin' po
I'ma pull up with that stick
And hit yo' motherfuckin' do'
Man I don't give a fuck
About a mothafuckin' po
I'ma pull up with that stick
And hit yo' motherfuckin' do' yeah
People be starvin'
And people be killin' for food
With that crack and that spoon
But these rich mothafuckas
They stay eatin' good
Droppin' wage livin' good
Holdin' steel Glocks
But you been a bitch
Suck a thick cock
Fuck a Crip walk
Hit the strip like in Bangkok
Never ever see me
Ever trip 'bout a lil' broad
See me on the TV screamin'
Bitch you a damn fraud
And you don't wanna fuck
With a chigga like me
When I pull up in that Maserati
Better duck 'fore ya brain
Splatter on the concrete
I'ma hit you with that .45
Bullet hit yo neck round the bow tie
Lookin' like a thriller film a bitch
I'ma go right back with the clip
And I know you be shakin'
Don't test me
Or I might just click at yo noggin
Man I don't give a fuck
About a mothafuckin' po
I'ma pull up with that stick
And hit yo' motherfuckin' do'
Man I don't give a fuck
About a mothafuckin' po
I'ma pull up with that stick
And hit yo' motherfuckin' do' yeah
