We Don’t f*ckin’ Care lyrics

by

Sean Price


[Hook]
We don't f*cking care
Who the f*ck in here?

[Verse 1: Fredro Starr]
Yeah, I guess I'm the guest of honor, I'm guilty
I guess, your honor, why n*ggas wanna test my honor?
It's honor among thieves, I run with petty crooks
Scheming on n*ggas like "Yo, that baby shook"
But he looked to the ground when he look him up and down
Be my Brooklyn side, you let the crooks inside
And pride could be a man's worst killer
I'd rather starve than be a purse stealer
The worst feelers cause we coming from a dark place
I see the light, n*ggas running up on park place
Every night you got the narc chasing
The feds place every night, it'll have your heart racing
Half my n*ggas facing time in the system
"Never-gave-a-f*ck" type of n*ggas don't listen when you tell 'em
Fall back or you're gonna be a felon but they keep on rebellin'

[Hook]

[Verse 2: A$AP Ferg]
Hello, I'm Fergie-Fergie, diamond teeth looking pearly
Rallying with the worst, the lord better have mercy
Boy, I could get dirty, you rappers never concern me
Talking about you the best, your vision is getting blurry
n*gga, I'm the God from Trinidad spitting curry
Eating you rapping n*ggas and spit the stem from the cherry
Cause you n*ggas is through, I put you n*ggas in suits
Popping your top off like you n*ggas is coupes
You best gon' know my team, my crew n*ggas is suits
Willie Lynch with the flow, I put you n*ggas in noose
Get thrown of from roof like you Bishop from Juice
40 below Timbs, I'm sporting my Bishop boots
What comes out of that is known as the deuce deuce
I pew pew, you pume when I'm spraying the perfume
The Devil is wearing Prada, I'll put him in dirt room
The Devil you know you gon' holla, you leaving this Earth soon
Like right about now cause you just passing your curfew
[Hook]

[Verse 3: Sticky Fingaz]
Why should I f*cking care? I never had sh*t
Moms gave birth to me on a p*ssy mattress
Pops disappeared, n*gga taught me magic
My idea of fun growing up was doing bad sh*t
The first slicks that I hit was [?]
No friends, I come around and n*ggas haul ass
As far as I can 'member I've been on the wrong path
I would rob Peter and take all Paul cash
Though I'm glad I was born cause I like that
Where all them sheisty n*ggas? Gotta see behind my back
My face the last thing you see besides my strap
Birth take 9 months, but with a 9 mill' you die like that
So I'm looking out for number one, the world made me selfish
Praying is f*cking dumb, we all going to Hell, b*tch
But I'm immortal, live forever like a shellfish
Only the strong survive, preying off the helpless

[Hook]

[Verse 4: Sean Price]
Bars demolish your show tunes
Best by far with Onyx and the Snowgoons
Been tragic, my raps been magic
I pitch rocks with one arm, I'm Jim Abbott
You been slacking, what happened? I've been rappin'
Gem snatching and laughing at all your men's fashion
P, the best is go guess
My flow crap on n*ggas, you dress like Mos Def
f*ck all the dumb sh*t
I'll rip your arms off and use them sh*ts for drumsticks
Your momma in jail, your father is frail
Your sister a call-girl, [?] sell
Sean don't know better
A whole lot of cheddar, Raekwon no Lo sweater
The end of the verse
Send me your purse, you b*tch
[Hook]
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