Yeah,
Yeah,
Yeah,
Yeah,
Give a f** what you say
Extra,
I don't do it
I don't give a f** what you say
Let's get these n***az
Yeah,
I give a f** what you say
You know how we do it man
I don't give a f** what you say
It's 534
Yeah
I give a f** what you say, n***a
I give a f** what you say, n***a,
Yo, Yo
[Verse 1:]
You know I'm comin through the ville
Grippin wheel
What the deal
So who slide off the heel
Tryin to get myself a mill
In my system, this is still
How I'm livin, just as trill
n***a, E don't make a difference
n***a, feel how you feel
Just another day
On my way to getting paid
n***a, spray a hater, raid
I'm tryin to stay out they way
Wavin at the babes
On the corner like 'hey'
Stuntin' like it's nothin
The performer in me
Grab myself some grub
Get a hug
Give a pound
Give a peace
Get low
I aint tryin to stick around
Get a beat
Get a girl
Get my gamble on
Get 'em girls, give 'em hell
Keep it movin on out
Back at the house
At a light, BET
PS2, HDTV,
Fight night, night night,
Knock the homie out
Got the shorty gettin aggie
Lookin lonely on the couch
[Chorus:]
And I'ma still hug block,
Give a f** what you say,
Pants saggin, du-raggin'
Give a f** what you say,
Big chain, gettin change,
Give a f** what you say,
Cause at the end of the day,
Yeah, it's all about me
Big trucks with them rims
Give a f** what you say
Leavin' the club with like ten
I give a f** what you say
A hundred grand on the benz
I give a f** what you say
Cause at the end of the day,
Yeah, it's all about me
[Verse 2:]
Aint nothin changed
But the change
Not a lame, never been
You say f** me, it's f** you
Been the same ever since
If you love me, i love you
The game, i was lent,
From the O.G., H-O,
He aint never been
A liar, I concur
With every word that was said
For the family I give 'em
A hundred and ten percent
For the fony I give 'em
A hundred and ten of them
n***a, nine, m and m
How I could send it through the wind
Back to the grind
Pay the haters nevermind
Being broke is in the past
I pray I never rewind
Fine wine dreams
Rockin' gators, lime green
Out in Vegas with my team
Breakin tables, na-mean?
Money on the wall,
Make the game go good
Have money on the ave
But the sh** never last
Puff, puff, pa**,
n***a that's how we live
Everyday,
So keep the misery where you is,
n***a
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
534
n***a, 4, 3, 2, 1,
Blastoff, NASA,
We got a problem
This represents the struggle
The hustle, the bums,
The rats, the roaches,
n***a that's where we from
Summertime cookout
Open up the johnny pumps
Baby, I don't care
If you just got your hair done
You still gettin wet
Young hustlers on the steps
Tryin to follow in the steps
Of the vets
From the jets
Young n***az act hard
Ballin's in the back park
Me, I played the monkey bars
On girls, tried to mack hard
Back when cane was blastin from the car
Got a package of cane
Brought at you to the yard
And uuuuh ...
[Chorus]