My Entourage Lyrics - Singles - Big Ed

Nigga, and we don't give a fuck 

If you don't give a fuck 

Then we don't give a fuck 

If you don't give a fuck 

Then we don't give a fuck 

You got a problem with us 

We'll shoot this bitch up 

Chorus 

[big ed, silk] 

My entourage be some souldiers 

Fool I thought I told ya 

Nigga we bust at the rollers 

And knock your head up off your shoulders 

Cause you don't want to see us 

Cause if you do 

Glock cocked with ski masks nigga 

A bunch of killers with tattoos 

[silk] 

Ahhhh atten hut 

About face to his head 

Nigga in charge 

Label full of killas and drug dealas 

Convicted thug niggas and tank doggs 

How you like me now bitch 

Got to run it with a whole gang of hard hittas 

Ya'll have to check us or respect us like 

Motherfuckin guard sentence 

Better duck when I bust you 

Ya killed numb 

I'm in a rush so don't touch me 

Sayin fuck y'all feel it 

Blowin out the past though 

But I be playin you assholes 

Startin wars like castro 

Enemies casket close ask my foes 

Look knock em down like back door to the end 

Like I'm ten fold 

Never go to war with us niggas 

Unless you can last hoe 

Look I stay muggin therefore I stay thuggin 

Look fuck who you with I lose you bitch 

You mean nothing to me like my fuckin play cousins 

Now we heartless sleep in the dark 

Cause you don't want to start shit 

Told you I'm a soldier bitch 

I come to get you if I'm mobile like I was cordless 

Like a phone let it be known 

I'm from the land of the trigga slangers 

Nigga bangers 

That's why in the morning 

I sign nothing with my trigga finger 

So don't test me 

Chorus x2 

[big ed] 

Now if you see me 

Ski mask glock cocked 

17 shots hit your whole block 

Oh you're not when your ladies panties drop at the hotel spot 

Lock now load tank doggs explode 

See the whites of their eyes unload 

For the automatics empty magazines, then reload 

Nigga what, nigga wet who them bustas be with 

I got a 120 round clip for situations like this 

I'm makin gangstas move wearin gangsta shoes 

My entourage is bout it bout it makin gangstas groove 

Silkk the shock what's that on your stomach 

(silk) that's my tru tattoo 

Well I'll be God damned nigga 

Cause I got that on my stomach too 

No limit soldier, military steppin 

Cock back your weapons 

Glocks, hechler kochs, sig sauers, rugers, and smith & wessons 

Big ed be the captain of this army who pops 

Me and another killer fuse here 

So you really didn't harm me 

Murderous onslaught, my entourage keeps blastin 

Nigga the only way you can see me is inside the outcome 

Assassin 

Chorus x2 

[mystikal] 

Fool if I aimin at your motherfuckin head 

Bitch I ain't gonna miss you but your people gonna miss ya 

My heart colder than the air conditioner 

They breakin and duckin and dodgin to get out the way 

From the fuck of my picture 

It just a ridiculous 

I'm prove it to you 

If it's cool, then it's cool 

If I say move, then you better move 

I done told you we no limit soldiers we ballers we on a mission 

Now can't nobody hold us we outta control on you bitches 

That's what we remainin 

Maintainin, y'all ain't hangin 

From what we brangin 

We put that jock in the knock and it's bangin and sangin 

I know what you thinkin 

But before you can do you screamin don't shoot 

That's your ass options are limited 

Now whatcha gon do 

If you're a bitch, you gon cry like a pissy baby 

If you're on your shit, get your skinny let em fry like bacon 

If you're scared, say you're scared (I'm scared) 

Then know I'm breakin your neck and breakin that leg 

As soon as I put this shit down for big ed 

This entourages is vicious that's my dog 

That's my niggas, that's my fuckin cool edition 

Chorus x2