Chorus: {U.N.L.V.}



211s at night 187s in the day light

Nigga we just don't give a fuck

211s at night 187s in the day light

Nigga we just don't give a fuck



Verse One: {Lil' Ya}



Nigga's be try'na rep and some fool's

Be try'na buck but Lil' Ya that type of

Nigga that just don't give a fuck

But Nathan and if you hatin' then

You's a hater but I'm straight out that three

So how the fuck you gonna fade her

Soldier with a heart made of steel

Like my nigga B, I handle business on the real and

Then I chill make my rounds, pick up my car from

My bitches cuz I be hittin' 'em regular like

Dre be hittin' his switches

Clockin' my riches as I stroll through my hood

Puffin' on a blunt givin' love where it's all good and

For you nigga's who ain't go no love

I ain't got no love for you chumps

Cuz I'm a smoke 'em and choke 'em

Like a Philly Blunt

Yeah, I'm gettin' my grove on

I'm ready to move on

To another level rob some nigga's or

Whatever I got big nut's

I got a big heart like I said it's been that way

Since fuckin' start, you know me from my

Fuckin' crew, you know what I'm bound to do

I got a pit, I'm ready to spit,

I'm ready to serve to uhh!



Chorus



Verse Two: {Yella Boy}



I even got's the boogy bangin' at'cha

Grab my Zookie if I have to

Daze you up like Daz

I don't give a fuck like Kurupt

I'm dismantlin' MC's that come against me

Me and the Tecster in broad day light

We comin' to do thee fuck it

Of course, I'm a show no remorse

Don't mean the boss, I never forget hoes



Verse Three: {Tec-9}

-acap