Blaq Poet - Don't Give a Fucc lyrics
[Blaq Poet - Don't Give a Fucc lyrics]
Yo yo, what
Hoo han queensbridge stand up, motherfuckers
Blaq Poet attacks
What the fuck you thought was gonna happen
I'm from the days when niggas
Stood on the corners clapping
Drinking 40's in front of the police
Running around
A straight beast on the streets
I'm lucky I made, I can't believe it
I'm looking around the town
And I'm feeling like Simon Phoenix
Murder, death, kill, all in my mind
You ain't heard this type of shit
In a very long time
I'm ten times deadly, ready, aim steady
One to your head and the rest for your belly
The Southside slasher, run up
Cut your throat
Just to let you motherfuckers know
This ain't no fucking joke what
Blaq Poet don't give a fuck
"You don't want it" i will fuck ya niggas up
"Don't you get it"
Blaq Poet don't give a fuck
"You don't want it" i will fuck ya niggas up
What you motherfuckers gonna do
When trouble come
I'm hardcore heavyweight, you bubblegum
My style is buck wild, straight from the slum
I come from where niggas pray to the gun
All you stupid niggas talking that beef shit
Fighting for New York when
These are my streets, bitch
I use terrorist techniques
The warrior wreck beats
Homerun your head off your neckpiece
It's Blaq Poet, Hip-Hop most dangerous
Spit the kind of shit to make
All the gangs bang to this
All you rap critics got to give it up
I'm like the narcs choking on your neck
Make you spit it up
Blaq Poet don't give a fuck
"You don't want it" i will fuck ya niggas up
"Don't you get it"
Blaq Poet don't give a fuck
"You don't want it" i will fuck ya niggas up
My motto is "fuck ya niggas"
Who want to rumble
I'll drag your little monkey ass
All through the jungle
This is what it comes to
I got to come through buck shot, buck shot
Show you what them guns do
I'm out of my mind, I'm fucking crazy
I'll have momma's baby pushing up daisies
You want it, you got it
I'll give you a death wish
I've been going to war since
I was young and reckless
Ask about me, I'm a motherfucking hustler
Dough get low
Take the money from the customers
Low down, dirty, grimy
Right in front of your face and
You still can't find me
Screwball, went to war with Giuliani
I'm pure New York, got train tracks inside me
Blaq Poet don't give a fuck
"You don't want it" i will fuck ya niggas up
"Don't you get it"
Ya niggas know what the fuck it is blaq Poet
Premo next Level shit motherfuckers
Hoo Han
Hoo han queensbridge stand up, motherfuckers
Blaq Poet attacks
What the fuck you thought was gonna happen
I'm from the days when niggas
Stood on the corners clapping
Drinking 40's in front of the police
Running around
A straight beast on the streets
I'm lucky I made, I can't believe it
I'm looking around the town
And I'm feeling like Simon Phoenix
Murder, death, kill, all in my mind
You ain't heard this type of shit
In a very long time
I'm ten times deadly, ready, aim steady
One to your head and the rest for your belly
The Southside slasher, run up
Cut your throat
Just to let you motherfuckers know
This ain't no fucking joke what
Blaq Poet don't give a fuck
"You don't want it" i will fuck ya niggas up
"Don't you get it"
Blaq Poet don't give a fuck
"You don't want it" i will fuck ya niggas up
What you motherfuckers gonna do
When trouble come
I'm hardcore heavyweight, you bubblegum
My style is buck wild, straight from the slum
I come from where niggas pray to the gun
All you stupid niggas talking that beef shit
Fighting for New York when
These are my streets, bitch
I use terrorist techniques
The warrior wreck beats
Homerun your head off your neckpiece
It's Blaq Poet, Hip-Hop most dangerous
Spit the kind of shit to make
All the gangs bang to this
All you rap critics got to give it up
I'm like the narcs choking on your neck
Make you spit it up
Blaq Poet don't give a fuck
"You don't want it" i will fuck ya niggas up
"Don't you get it"
Blaq Poet don't give a fuck
"You don't want it" i will fuck ya niggas up
My motto is "fuck ya niggas"
Who want to rumble
I'll drag your little monkey ass
All through the jungle
This is what it comes to
I got to come through buck shot, buck shot
Show you what them guns do
I'm out of my mind, I'm fucking crazy
I'll have momma's baby pushing up daisies
You want it, you got it
I'll give you a death wish
I've been going to war since
I was young and reckless
Ask about me, I'm a motherfucking hustler
Dough get low
Take the money from the customers
Low down, dirty, grimy
Right in front of your face and
You still can't find me
Screwball, went to war with Giuliani
I'm pure New York, got train tracks inside me
Blaq Poet don't give a fuck
"You don't want it" i will fuck ya niggas up
"Don't you get it"
Ya niggas know what the fuck it is blaq Poet
Premo next Level shit motherfuckers
Hoo Han