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[Intro]
Come on, uh-huh
Confidential, play hard baby
Come on
Uh, uh-huh
It really don`t matter to me
It really don`t matter to me (come on)
It really don`t matter to me (uh, come on)
It really don`t matter to me [what to do?]
It really don`t matter to me
It really don`t matter to me (uh-huh)
It really don`t matter to me (come on)
It really don`t matter to me [what to say?]
Yo, in the city, see catch run
I heard jewel, money squashed in the mark down
In the pure fidel, ain`t no touchin` my click
Step to me wrong, I`m bustin` my clip
G felon, seperate the real from the story tellin`
More exclusive than the powder that these {niggaz}
Play around, I`ll numb you like the powder that they sellin`
Potna, don`t you know you {fucking} with a mobsta?
I don`t give a {fuck} about you, I spit `em in Q
In a 6 drop-top, ?suited by Sue?
Just me and a half rippin` the turn pike
Broad all over me, can`t even turn right
These rats and ? get an earn right
Supposed to be the king, this here`s my birth right
Small town, it`s on now, let it be known
If you ain`t ready to play ball, better be gone
I got dreams, everyday wishin` for cream
Wishin` for teams, thug style, plottin` a scheme
Now we high, rollin` with Teck, packin` bombs
Rolex with icey {shit}, freezin` the arm
Know who I am?
Mafia, rockin` that {shit}
The one who got the man on his knees coppin` the 5th
Don`t {fucking} take care, cuz you can see the balls we break here
Leave the one dead for all the cats who talk
Chop your body up, make the D`s toss the chalk
Try me, watch the jury say we walk
I`m on some can`t catch me, touch me, can`t rush me
Some call me {nigga} but you pigs can`t flush me
1 - It really don`t matter to me
It really don`t matter to me
It really don`t matter to me
It really don`t matter to me [what to do?]
It really don`t matter to me
It really don`t matter to me
It really don`t matter to me
It really don`t matter to me [what to say?]
Yo
Yo, I`m from the school of hard knocks
Streets, not books
{fuck} the dean`s list, cuz he breed high crooks
And {fuck} a dope verse, cuz we spit hot hooks
And {fuck} you... one false move, know what I`ma blast mines
It ain`t a threat, said it for the last time
Pull your fam through some sad times
In the streets, catch me with a Glock 9
Suited up, power moves, they ran, had time
It`s over, so consider it done, we marked
Got beef, then we get `em a gun
If ya heavyweight {niggaz}, we get `em in tons
And if you never took a L, consider it won, what
It`s open season, all them C`s, let`s get it on
Who wanna come down and test Cajun?
I`ll slaughter all of ya if I wanna, heard me potna?
Y`all gon` learn how to respect your father
I`m the street scholar, squeeze tight on my trigga
And take what I want, get caked in my spot
Chief, I knock out teeth when it`s drama, no doubt
Might as well be summertime, the way the heat comes out
I`m quick to collapse, so y`all better watch how you act
Cuz the the clip on my 3-8 will make my wrist snap back
And I draw like Doc Holiday, see ya tombstone
Cuz I`m ready, I`m so so ready
Repeat 1
Repeat 1
Blackground, thugs world, 2G
Never stop baby, what
(What to say)
Yeah, no doubt, what, what
(What to do)
(What to do)
