Don't Give A Fuck
DJ Khaled Lil Wayne And Birdman Lyrics

Yea, jus want you niggas to kno, whurr my yungin come from wit dis shit ya understand nigga, whurr we comin from
I just want you to know where my young generation came from with this attitude, you know where we are coming from, right?

And we can settle it in da streets
And we can solve our problems in the streets.

(Ha) if I dont give a fuck about you And you dont give a fuck about me And we dont give a fuck about beef Den we can settle it in da streets
If I don't care about you, and you don't care about me, and we don't care about any dispute, then we can handle it in the streets.

I hope you mean it when you shout it Cuz me and my yung jeez will come n' see about it We about it War fare alumitity We all here nobody hidein Got em Put em inside em and slide em inside of a dryer Tie ur girlfriend to da tires and ride em Stop playin wit gangstas U get a pink slip And ain't nobody see is when we do it, we call that a blank trip And we all on da same shit Get money die slow Bang quik And 5-0 ain't shit bitches ain't neither Grind extra harder cuz da kitchen can't feed us Live from new orleans whurr the bitches slang diesel The niggas bang needles, y wouldn't they bang heaters Think people Yung nigga on da brink and I won't break until I stink One wink one shot bow!
I hope that you will not back down on your word because we will come and address the matter. We are doing all we can to stay alive in a hostile environment. Nobody is hiding. We catch our enemies, put them in a dryer, tie your girlfriend to car tires and ride her. We take no crap from anyone. We do our business in secret. We all face similar issues of financial problems, drugs, and violence. And, cops and bitches are all trash to us. We work even harder, as our kitchens can barely keep us alive. We speak from our hometown in New Orleans where the girls sell drugs. Our people use drugs, and it's reasonable that they would use firearms if the situation demands it. Stay looking, I'm on the verge of defeat, but I won't complain until I fail. One look, one shot, and it's all over.

See I can't leave without mine And I ain't to pleased about why But fuk it, yall like to tears in a bucket I bust it, so dont you try dat bull shit in public No parranoia Boy I got lawyers, and I got a box of bullets for ya Carter da warrior Marl got da 40, yea marlly slide da 40, yea! Bet im on da stage goin all in da audience Lock a nigga up, im goin all in da ward and shit Den I stick a nigga wit da shank on da yard and shit Day soldjas, im da sargent Loadin up my weapon, protectin my marigin, marchin I got you on target, barrels scorchin Caught ya A rebadorchin Chyea Yung weezy no play Da dramas jus fore play Lets play bitch
I cannot leave without my belongings, and I am not happy about the reason why. But, please don't try to get into my business. I'm not paranoid, I have lawyers and ammunition if the situation calls for it. I'm Carter the warrior and Marl has the 40 Glock. While performing, I go all-in with the audience. Locking a man up in jail means I go all-in on the ward. I stab a man while in the yard with a knife. We are all soldiers, and I am in charge; I prepare for combat, protect my interests, and move forward. I locked onto your target, and the barrels were burning. Gotcha. You have no hope. I'm just getting started, so let's get to playing.

We all men around here Daddy we dont kid around automatics, spin around call his family sit em down let em kno da story Dont forget to let em kno y we comin bak for them, dare me I ain't a killer but come push me U never seen a head nigga pussy Let the whole clip touch u I ain't nasty, im serious But it kinda look like a women on er' period uugh Furious drop da beat U can prolly still here da car And lets mop da street chyea I hope dat ugly look is not for me Cuz I ain't tryin to get no blood on da freaks chyea Wut is ur problem, wut is ya beef I bet it be I Whurr is my peace, where is da love Like where is da chief, im ready to die but he ain't ready for me So lets go nigga
We are all grown men here, and we do not play games. We handle guns, target enemies by making them feel uncomfortable in front of their family, and inform them of our work. Don't forget why we are returning to deal with them. I'm not a killer, but don't provoke me. You've never seen a dickless man cry. One shot, and you're dead. I'm not aggressive, but these things appear horrible. Wild beats drive me crazy, and you can hear the car coming from miles away. Let's clean the streets of the city. Please don't be nasty to me because I'm not trying to get my clothes dirty. What is your problem, what do you want? I guess it's me. Where is my peace? Where is the love? Where is the leader? I'm willing to die, but he's not prepared for me, so let's go, man.

(Ha) if I dont give a fuck about you And you dont give a fuck about me And we dont give a fuck about beef Den we can settle it in da streets
If I don't care about you, and you don't care about me, and we don't care about any dispute, then we can handle it in the streets.

(Ha) if I dont give a fuck about you And you dont give a fuck about me And we dont give a fuck about beef Den we can settle it in da streets
If I don't care about you, and you don't care about me, and we don't care about any dispute, then we can handle it in the streets.