Redman - I Don't Kare lyrics

Give it to me, yo yo give it to me
Yo, give it to me give it to me
Bitch give it to me give it to me
Nigga give me that cash, bitch give it to me
Bitch give it to me
Or I'll smack the shit out you
Give it to me yo yo yo yo yo! Give it to me
Yo, yo yo yo, yo, yo check it

Yo I'm too old for these
Young whippersnappers out here i'm a legend
You should be poppin corks to my beer
When I appear, full gear, down from the rear
Sliced so quick
You thought Doc - whispered in your ear
Yeah, there's too many MC's
But not enough MC's
Are raw like that liquid that
You pour on mint leaves
Look around the premises, spot blemishes
Call me Doc O-Dog, more Menace than Dennis


It's him in this, the raunchy shit I prefer
So every word be hard to turn when you stir
My grill, my balls, my jaws
Stretch twelve floors
Vacate your college dorm halls
I can stand still and ricochet off the walls
The gun sparks yourself cause your
Pee ate the stall
Who Shot JR? I did, right in the melon
So I could own a ranch
And start fuckin Sue Ellen!
I do murders that's hard
To solve through forensic
Any class of hash able to burn I bent it
You push a 6 while I push a rented Tempest
Rockin, ho hoppin, bumpin Lil' Kim shit!
Aiyyo, niggas poppin shit Red
- "I Don't Care"
Bitches say you don't got money
- "I Don't Care" yo niggas say he nicer than
You - "I Don't Care"
"I'm Knockin Somebody Right the Fuck Out"
(Milk - "I don't care!")

He got a big icy chain - "I Don't Care"
He got a Benz and a Range - "I Don't Care"
His records get mad airplay - "I Don't Care"
"I'm Knockin Somebody Right the Fuck Out"
(Milk - "I don't care!")

Yo yo, fuck all you radio that
Wanna play clean singles
I cleaned mine for years and
Still ain't hit a million (WHY?)
I get the buddha heads buggin, shit
I should be four mil' and better
For that shit I'm Unpluggin
Doc rocked every corridor in Florida
Watch the formula pour sucka absorb it up
And while you foamin up from
The two in your Nautica
I orchestrate the orchestra to Arkestra
Never trust no bitch, map your click
She ain't with it
Call Tyrone to pack her shit
Funk Doc, Goldeneye, Double-Oh agent
I be in court more than
Them dollar cap Haitians lick a shot, BLAOW
Think the Doc is goin pop?
Eat a cock, BLAOW, ready for real Hip-Hop to
Rock you block, BLAOW
All chicks I turn em out
Send they boyfriends back home
Takin the garbage out
Ha ha, yo, I'mma sewer rat the tracks
With gats bigger than Will Smith
Gat in Men in Black and if it's Friday
You better double your lap
I hit you on the floor sayin
"My neck and my back!"
Yo, let's settle it out of
Court for ten dollars smoke
Two-fifty in Jawbreakers, dollar in envelopes
Yo, how tight are you? -
Tighter than a Federal jail
How High? - You better check XXL!
Yo niggas say you ain't shit - "I Don't Kare"
Yo bitches say you broke as
Fuck - "I Don't Kare"
Niggas say he better than you
- "I Don't Kare"
"I'm Knockin Somebody Right the Fuck Out"
(Milk - "I don't care!")

Yo yo
He got a lot of fuckin ice - "I Don't Kare"
Yo, he got a Benz and a
Range - "I Don't Kare"
He get forty spins a day! - "I Don't Kare"
"I'm Knockin Somebody Right the Fuck Out"
(Milk - "I don't care!")

"I Don't Kare"
"I'm Knockin Somebody Right the Fuck Out"
(Milk - "I don't care!") "I Don't Kare"
"I'm Knockin Somebody Right the Fuck Out"
(Milk - "I don't care!")