We Don't Give A F**k

Yo, throw your motherfuckin' middle fingers in the air, ****

'Cause if y'all don't give a fuck, like we don't give a fuck

Throw your motherfuckin' fingers in the air

Motherfucker, the war is on, we're gonna pour it on

**** to be feminine, guns rapidly scenative

For the love of the Benjamins

Keep 'em leekin' an' bleekin' to dogs with his broads tremblin'

I'm sendin' him 'til the Lord, calls my adrenalin

You slow mo, **** gettin' slow dough

Fuck your po'-po', I let the flow blow

Keep em' runnin' like Flo Jo, I flow so

Sickest murder, clip inserter, drop, pop an' rip your word up

We lust for more, can't touch crush the rope

Hit a club, then rush the door, **** fuck the known

That's why we've been blazed, to you, froze it up

Had your name to the crease so you closed it up

I'm one in a mil, **** got me gunnin' for real

Leavin' you nothin' 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

I earned connections, every time I burn my weapon

Y'all **** gonna learn your lesson

Fuck the Feds, ****, 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 won't bet we got to jail

From pretty **** with half a nickel flow

Them bitch ****, they keep their dimes on the low

Y'all **** is lame, commercial ****, get out the game

We here now, shit's gonna change

We spit them things from point blank range at you

Then ask what the fuck you gon' do

Test the mic on your gun, lose your life an' your ones

I don't give a fuck where you from, **** run when we come

I bust my gun 'cause I'm a bum from the gutter

You better know it's murda, motherfucker

Y'all ain't hear me, y'all with me

Throw your fuckin' fingers up, motherfucker

'Cause if y'all don't give a fuck like we don't give a fuck

Throw your motherfuckin' fingers in the air

****, I'm livin' my life, fuckin' your wife

Bendin' her up while I'm hollerin', "I don't give a fuck"

So I move like like it such and y'all can't get enough

Of The Murderers, it'll murda y'all, ****, what, what?

I know y'all 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 an' then creep an' blow minds

These are hard times, ****, in these streets an' bust blind

Out of fear, out of despair but never in the air

We gonna take to this, point blank range in your Range Rov'

Pistol with the kids an' rape your stray hoe

We The Murderers, yo, what you expect from us?

We **** you can't trust, that don't really give a fuck

We dedicated to street life, game an' hustle

I don't wanna be white, let them black an' live for struggle

My **** tote guns for hittin' you an' your squad up

Now we got the upper hand, so keep your palms up

****, if you want it with Ja, come in an' line up

Guaranteed you be meetin' your Maker, your times' up

Negative, I can go into the streets we live

Paper, foreign **** be murderin' shit

So what, what? **** is holla, "Yo, what up?"

Murda Inc. is the movement that won't be touched

Motherfuckers, ya hear me? Murder Inc., ****

'Cause if you don't give a fuck like we don't give a fuck

Throw your motherfuckin' fingers in the air

We don't give a what, what?

All of my ladies, it's all gravy

Get your tubs up, it's murder, turn it up

Plus, ain't nobody hotter than Totti, so who you ridin' with?

Ladies hatin' blatantly hatin"cause they ain't hidin'

Dismiss hot chick, straight to the top chick

That'll chase you, that'll strip you

Off your crown an' replace you

When I stay laced, boo, in the top of the line

In the finest designers, from Fendi an' Gabbana

Players, if you want it, I got it, just come an' get it

Thugs, if you hustlin', hustlin', come an' get it

Mommy, if you rollin' with Totti, let's get this dough off

We don't give a fuck, what?