All About Me lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah...................
I give a f*ck what you say
Extra, I give a f*ck what you say
Young Guru, lets get these n*ggas
I give a f*ck what you say
You know how we do it man, it's 534
Yeah, I give a f*ck what you say
I give a f*ck what you say

You know I'm coming through the ville, gripping wheel, what the deal
Soak the spot up the hill, bout to get myself a mill
In my system this is still how I'm living, just as trill n*gga
It don't make a difference n*gga feel how you feel
Just another day on my way to getting paid
n*ggas spraying haterade I'm trying to stay out they way
Waiving at the babes on the corner like hey
Stunting like it's nothing, the performer in me
Grab myself a grub, get a hug, give a pound, give a peace, get low
I ain't trying to stick around, get a beat, get a girl,get my gamble on
Get 'em girls, give 'em hell, keep it moving on out
Back at the house, satellite BET, PS2, HD-TV
Fight Night night, night Knock the homey out
Got the shorty getting aggie looking lonely on the couch

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And I'm a still hug blocks, Give a f*ck what you say
Pants sagging, do-ragging, Give a f*ck what you say
Big chain, Getting change, Give a f*ck what you say
Cause at the end of the day, yeah it's all about me
Big trucks with them rims, Give a f*ck what you say
Leave at the club with like 10, I Give a f*ck what you say
Hundred Grand on the pigs, Give a f*ck what you say
Cause at the end of the day, yeah it's all about me

Ain't nothing change but the change, not a lame never been
You say f*ck me, its f*ck you, been the same ever since
If you love me, I love you the game I was lent
From the OG, H-O he ain't never been
A liar, I concur with every word that was sent
For the family I give 'em 110 percent
For the phony I give 'em 110 of them
n*gga 9 M&M I can send it through the wind
Back to the grind, pay the hatas never mind
Being broke is in the past I pray to never rewind
Fine wine dreams, rocking gators lime green
Out in Vegas wit my team breaking tables, Yao Ming?
Money on the wood make the game go good
Have money on the Ave, but the sh*t never last
Puff puff pass n*gga that's how we live
Everyday, so keep the misery where you is n*gga

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534, n*gga 4-3-2-1 blast off NASA we got a problem
This represents the struggle, the hustle, the bums
The rats, the roaches, n*gga that's where we from
Summer time cookout, open up the Johnny pumps
Baby I don't care if you just got your hair done
You still getting wet, young hustlers on the steps
Trying to follow in the steps, of a vet from the jets
Young n*ggas act hard, ballers in the back park
Me I play the monkey bars, when girls tried to mack hard
Back when Kane was blasting from the car
I got a, package of Cane brought action to the yard n*gga
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