I Don't Care Lyrics - Protege Of The Game - Cyssero

Yeah 

Turn it up, yeah 

Turn the beats up 

It's gon' feed baby 

Awwwwwww, it's alright 

All that, we got it 

Yo, yo 

[Verse 1] 

Feel good? Fantastic 

Come up in the ghetto with the guns blast, kid 

Carry heavy metal for these punk bastards 

You ain't on my level, I'm a punk classic 

Bitch, I'm a rebel, ain't no need to ask if 

Ridin' with the devil till I'm in my casket 

Stretch out your pussy just like elastic 

Man, a cool hundred thou', my dick's just that thick 

Wilin' in the party like "that's that shit" 

We file up in the party like crash that shit 

Rexdale, ???, crash that 

Now every time I get a mic check, cash that shit 

All these killas scrap, pack gats that's sick 

Hit you in your head and make it snap back quick 

Nigga betta move 'em as I crack that whip 

I'm like ?back sunroof? 

Nigga pass that spliff 

[Chorus 1] 

We gon' bump and grind these streets tonight 

Till the daylight breaks the dawn 

And I don't care about a mothafucka on the wall 

Cuz tonight we box 'em all 

And I don't care if your momma standin' at the door 

Wit the strap yellin' "bitch come home" 

Said I don't about a mothafuckin' thing tonight 

We 'bout to do our fuckin' thing tonight 

[Verse 2] 

I said I'm comin' to the party in my black hat, kid 

See me in the streets on some back crack shit 

Niggas want beef, they can have that shit 

We don't need to speak...that's it 

The Rex roll deep so we don't have shit 

I wonder how long you think you gon' last, kid 

I box with the CN Tower, playin' last lick 

Clap shots if I see a coward playin' that shit 

Bang with the big boys, grown man shit 

My slang make big noise, I flow grand shit 

The ladies say we so rough and romantic 

How many MC's you know can make a slow jam hit? 

Shit, a nigga proper 

Smokin' on weed, but they call it ??? 

Half cup of henny and a fifth of vodka 

Comin' to the club in the helicopter 

[Chorus 1] 

[Chorus 2] 

The ladies bouncin' and buckin' 

And movin' and groovin' 

And makin' it happen like it's supposed to 

What ya gon' do? 

When we start lockin' and poppin' 

And shakin' and breakin' 

Takin' it back to the old school 

What ya gon' do? 

We gonna drink a little liquor, yo 

And spend a little dough 

Puff a little weed smoke 

And sip a lotta mo 

Show 'em how we roll, I told 'em 

Shake it for 'em 

Shake shake, baby, shake it for 'em 

[Chorus 1] 

[Chorus 2] 

[Chorus 1 x2]