Chorus: {U.N.L.V.}
211s at night 187s in the day light
Nigga we just don't give a fuck
211s at night 187s in the day light
Nigga we just don't give a fuck
Verse One: {Lil' Ya}
Nigga's be try'na rep and some fool's
Be try'na buck but Lil' Ya that type of
Nigga that just don't give a fuck
But Nathan and if you hatin' then
You's a hater but I'm straight out that three
So how the fuck you gonna fade her
Soldier with a heart made of steel
Like my nigga B, I handle business on the real and
Then I chill make my rounds, pick up my car from
My bitches cuz I be hittin' 'em regular like
Dre be hittin' his switches
Clockin' my riches as I stroll through my hood
Puffin' on a blunt givin' love where it's all good and
For you nigga's who ain't go no love
I ain't got no love for you chumps
Cuz I'm a smoke 'em and choke 'em
Like a Philly Blunt
Yeah, I'm gettin' my grove on
I'm ready to move on
To another level rob some nigga's or
Whatever I got big nut's
I got a big heart like I said it's been that way
Since fuckin' start, you know me from my
Fuckin' crew, you know what I'm bound to do
I got a pit, I'm ready to spit,
I'm ready to serve to uhh!
Chorus
Verse Two: {Yella Boy}
I even got's the boogy bangin' at'cha
Grab my Zookie if I have to
Daze you up like Daz
I don't give a fuck like Kurupt
I'm dismantlin' MC's that come against me
Me and the Tecster in broad day light
We comin' to do thee fuck it
Of course, I'm a show no remorse
Don't mean the boss, I never forget hoes
Verse Three: {Tec-9}
-acap
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