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Artist :Big Punisher
Album :Yeeeah Baby
Title :

We Don't Care

[Cuban Link]
Yeahthe foundationL.G.P.
Latins Goin Platinum baby!
Yeah yeahyeah..
Uhhyear 2000
Terror Squadians (Terror Squad)
We rock the party and (you won't like me when I'm angry)
(I guarantee youyou won't like me when I'm angry)
Yeahyeahyeah.. Terror Squadians
Yeahyeahyeahyeah (uhhyeah)
We rock the party and..

YEAH! I tear the club uppull up in the Hummer with Pun
my fuckin brothermakin motherfuckers run for cover
The number runner sonI'm nothin but a hustler
Burnin rubber with drugsstuffed up in the muffler
Shut the fuck up! Bust a slug through your jugular
Plus suckers get fucked up with golf clubsnever front on us
T.S. babystraight out the B.X. baby
So if they B.S.we deeper than the U.S. Navy
You ain't crazy - laid up in the club like WHAT?
With all the ladies - showin us nothin but LOVE
Guzzlin 80 - proof to truthstraight to the GUT
In a Mercedes - Coupe fucked up doin a BUCK
If Jakes chase me - I'm cuttin off truckspressin my LUCK
It's all gravy - puffin the bluntblazin it UP
Maybe you hate me - cause your baby mom's on my NUTS
She wanna rape me - just because I'm sexy as FUCK
So nigga WHAT?

Chorus: Pun and Cuban Link

[Pun] Tear the club up!
[Link] Cause we don't care
[Pun] E'rybody strip
[Link] Yeah we don't care
[Pun] Shoot the place up!
[Link] Yeah we don't care (nuh-ah)
We don't care (nuh-AH!)
We don't care!! (NAHHHAHH!)
[Link] Yeah we don't care
[Pun] T. Squaders
[Link] Yesyeah we don't care
[Pun] Fuck you nigga!
[Link] Nah we don't care (nuh-ah)
We don't care (nuh-AH!)
We don't care!! (NAHHHAHH!)

[Big Punisher]
YoI'm livin in mansionsgive me the Spanish props
I got to have it
Loadin and bustin a macdid shit in the past
Was ?? a fourth of they asses
Duck when the mac hits or be dead before your body falls
Cause when my shotty roars we ignore Guiliani laws
My trigger got no heart niggaI'm blowin apart liver
and holdin the glockscall to the copsI'm blowin the spot
Baby better head for the hillsmy niggaz wild for the night
My lead ready to peel this shit really real
My clip fillity fill your chick with a chill
My dick quick to killwe fittin to ill
No survivors?? Godivas or roses and flowers
Sour the grapes for those opposin the Squaders
Don't ?? ??like funky pajamasword to my junkie mama
I'ma keep it funky for homies livin tomorrow
You fuckin with scholarsstreet knowledge
Carter kids stuck to the projects
Go ahead keep checkin that mall
and me and Cuban gon' keep doublin our chips
Keep talkin that dumb shit like you want it
Yeah when are you gonna buck shit
??? ?????? this mug shit


[Cuban Link]
Big Punisher..
Cuban Link..
Terror Squad..
Y'all wanna party? Gon' party our way..
Anything goes..
The code of the streetsWHAT WHAT? ..


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