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Текст песни «We Dont Give A Fuck» от Ja Rule

Представляем точный текст композиции "We Dont Give A Fuck" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Ja Rule . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «We Dont Give A Fuck» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Ja Rule передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.

Ja Rule - "We Dont Give A Fuck"

Lyrics to We Dont Give A Fuck : [Tah Murda] Yo, throw your motherfuckin middlefingers in the air, nigga Cause if yall dont give a fuck, like we dont give a fuck Throw your motherfuckin fingers in the air Motherfucker, the war is on, were gonna pour it on Niggas to be feminine Guns rapidly scenative For the love of the Benjamins Keep em leeking and bleeking To dogs with his brawds trembling Im sending him, till the LORD calls my adrenalin You slow mo, niggas getting slow dough Fuck your po-po, I let the flow blow Keep em running like Flo-Joe, I flow so Sickest Murder! Clip Inserter! Drop Pop and rip your wordah We lust for more, cant touch crush the rope Hit a clubs rush the door, niggas fuck the *known Thats why weve been blazed to you froze it up, Had your name to the crease so you closed it up Im one in a mil, niggas got me gunning for real Leaving you nothing to steal, so no pain to feel So fuck the world! Ya either get When you see the sink, skin no more than my thugs than your guns let off [Black Child] I earned connections, everytime I burn my weapon Yall niggas gonna learn your lesson Fuck the feds, nigga we spit hollow heads Our motto is shed blood for dead thug That shed blood in hell, when my slugs set bail Pray for death from your cell, I wont bet we got to jail From pretty niggas, with half a nickel flow Them bitch niggas, they keep their dimes on the low Yall niggas is lame, commercial niggas get out the game We here now, shits gonna change We spit them things, from point blank range at you Then ask what the fuck you goin do, test the mic on your gun Lose your life and your ones, I dont give a fuck where you from Niggas run when we come, I bust my gun Cause Im a bum from the gutter, You better know Its Murda! Motherfucker! Yall aint hear me Yall with me Throw your fuckin fingers up, motherfucker Cause if yall dont give a fuck like we dont give a fuck Throw your motherfuckin fingers in the air [Ja Rule] Nigga, Im, living my live, fucking your wife Bending her up, while Im holla red and I dont give a fuck So I move like like it such, and yall cant get enough, of the murderers Itll murda yall, nigga, what, what, I know yall are ready to die, know why Cause the pain is too much to bare while alive So I cock my nine, then close my eyes Take another hit and then crip and blow minds These are hard times niggas, in these streets and bust blind Out of fear, out of dispair, but never in the air We gonna take this, Point Blank range in your Range Rover Pistol with the kids and rape your stray hoe We the Murderers, yo, what you expect from us, We niggas you cant trust, that dont really give a fuck, We dedicated to street life, game and hustle, I dont wanna be White, let them black and live for struggle My niggas tow guns for hittin you and your squad up, Now we got the upper hand so keep your palms up Niggas, if you want it with Ja come in and line up Guaranteed, you be meeting your maker when you times up Negative, I can go into the streets we live Paper, foreign niggas be murdering shit So what, what, Niggas is holla, yo what up Murda Inc. is the movement that wont be touched Motherfuckers, ya hear me, Murder Inc. niggas Cause if you dont give a fuck like we dont give a fuck Throw your motherfucking fingers in the air! [Vita] We dont give a what, what, All of my ladies, its all gravy Get your tubs up Its Murder, turn it up Plus, aint nobody hotter than Totti So who you riding with Ladies hating blatently hating cause they aint hiding Dismiss hot chick, straight to the top chick Thatll chase you, thatll strip you off your crown and replace you When I stay laced boo, in the top of the line, in the finest designers, from Fendi and Gabbana Players if you want it, I got it, just come and get it Thugs if you hustling hustling, come and get it Mommy if you rolling with Totti, lets get this dough off We dont give a fuck! What! (fades out) [ We Dont Give A Fuck Lyrics ]

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