Redman - Just Don't Give A Fuck (Freestyle) lyrics

[Redman - Just Don't Give A Fuck Freestyle lyrics]

Whoa, uh, get your blunts in the air
And get to smoking it
And uh, passing it around and shit
'cause this is Gilla House
Big ups to them Detroit niggas: D12, Eminem
(Get high, mayne)
Royce Da 5'9", Trick Trick, and them goons
This goes out to Proof, baaabbbby

Yo, Reg Noble, roll up in the blue Volvo
I rock Polo, my face like Miguel Cotto
I'm serious, pour the cranberry with the Remy
Impersonate you rappers more
Than Milli Vanilli
I'm higher than the drug dealer
You got your weed from
You rappers won't impress me 'til you
Learn to make an album
So quit it, fall back, 'cause I got the power
It's music, money, hoes
Plus blunts of the sour
My name is Reggie Noble, I'm a sexaholic
(Hi, Reggie)
I fucked my babysitter on my mama toilet
I'm a Kon Artist, like the homie from D12
Niggas think I ain't strapped until
They hear the shells
Bitch, I'm coming out shootin'
Through the window, in the car chase
You gettin' shot the fuck up like Scarface
I started rolling blunts
My mind is getting open
My pen is like Cheech and Chong
I'm still smoking

Yo, so when you see me in
Your city high as hell
And I'm dancing like Diddy I
Just don't give a fuck
Smoking the sour in the drop
With the homie and he holding
On the Glock sayin' i just don't give a fuck
So if you don't follow me on the Twitter
I ain't bitter
Fuck you niggas I just don't give a fuck
When you see me on the streets, run
'Cause most likely Red got a gun
I just don't give a fuck

Yo, I'm poppin' the E
But I'm looking for MDMA
With a double barrel, bumpin' NWA
I hustle hard for the guap around any season
That's why my rims beaming where
The parking meter reading
Beefin', you're all Vegan
You wouldn't beat a case
You're the type to snitch the first hour
First 48
Never needed a cape, I'm a lyrical hero
Doctor, the Psycho ward gave me a referral
When I form like Wu Tang in the
Street with the heat of DeNiro
Redman's the coolest, Reggie Noble's a weirdo
Sativa, with your wife eating the beaver
Skeet on her lips looking
Like Missy Misdemeanor
The dirtiest rhymer, marijuana addict
The legend, icon, gorilla, classic
Half alien, half bro, I'm the type of asshole
To cut your girl's fake breast with
A knife as big as Rambo's

So when you see me in your city high as hell
And I'm dancing like Diddy I
Just don't give a fuck
Smoking the sour in the drop
With the homie and he holding
On the Glock sayin' i just don't give a fuck
So if you don't follow me on the Twitter
I ain't bitter
Fuck you niggas I just don't give a fuck
When you see me on the streets, run
'Cause most likely Red got a gun
I just don't give a fuck

This goes out to them Brick City niggas
Everybody that's smoking that sour diesel
Put one in the air if you're smoking
Gilla House is in the building
California, ATL
New York we all over this bitch
Detroit, you already know the bidness
Let's go

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