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c-murder – i’m not just كلمات اغاني

[intro: soulja slim & c-murder]
i don’t give a f-ck
don’t even f-ck with me n-ggas better duck
n-ggas n-ggas you better duck what
i don’t give a f-ck
don’t even f-ck with me you n-gga better duck
n-ggas we gettin buck

[hook 2x]
i don’t give a f-ck
n-gga whut
i’m bout it bout it
i just ain’t no good -ss rapper

[soulja slim]
you don’t wanna f-ck with me i’m murdered out
i’m dirty south quick to push pistals aoff in your mouth
i told you once what i was bout
guess you ain’t pay attention
you put your self in this positon
beefin what’s your intention
i ain’t got time for that i done that in my younger days
so i’m lay low knock you off your feet with the drummer on the cage
i love the town that’s blocka blocka
blocka, blocka
constently block block to blocka blocks
don’t f-ck with me b-tch n-gga
i’m gun smoke the ditch digga
go getter since goes to show n-gga
you know me
if i holla whoadie my soldiers coming with out question
suited and booted
face’l expression full of that flooishness

[hook 4x]

[c-murder]
ya’ll heard of me
i’m callio and i don’t give a lilly
from a perm bling bling
ya’ll had you lookin silly
i’m c-murder plus i’m murdered out
i represent every n-gga out the dirty south
i keeps it treal, work the mill
plus twenty more and still they catch me
in the projects by the liquore store
cuz i don’t give a f-ck
if a n-gga buck i buck back
n-ggas pull they sh-t and c-ck they sh-t they already hit
ain’t that a b-tch
i’m head bust on a sl!ck door
watch a n-gga, pop a n-gga, drop a n-gga
i ain’t forgot you n-gga
i love it when you iced up
and bring the price up
skee mask n-gga, don’t make me put this mic up

[hook 4x]

[t-bo]
i ain’t giving a f-ck what you talking bout
i’m a represent the dirty south
’til my gold t–th fall out my f-ckin mouth
i’m bout it bout i just ain’t no good -ss rapper
got everybody and they mama sayin, “that’s that cracker”
got d-mn right that’s me rollin with slim and c
represent the brc, the magnolia and the c-p-3
i wish one of you clowns would write a rap about us
so i can buck your -ss down and brawl in your tour bus
screamin “i love hip-hop”, you’ll get your b-tch popped
your kids kidnapped, your car jacked, gimme your wrist watch
better hope you don’t see comming down your street
in a beat up cutl-ss haulin -ss
windows down gun out ski-mask screamin f-ck

[hook 4x]

[outro: c-murder]
what we don’t give a f-ck
ya heard me
tru n-ggas

- c murder

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