Bo$$ I Don`t Give A F**k Lyrics

I Don`t Give A F**k Lyrics

Intro/Hook: Bo$$ (repeat)

I don't give a f**k, not a single f**k
not a single solitary f**k
I don't give a f**k motherf**ker! 

[Bo$$]
I don't give a f**k about none of y'all! 
Big ballin' as* BO$$ takin' two to 
Ya head with a sawed off shotgun 
Give it up cuz I'm one crazed bit*h! 
Rollin' thick, gang full of lunatics bailin 
Runnin' through the mud 
Escaped from the cell block searchin' for the got damn judge 
Cuz its simple to get revenge on a punk  
Pop the trunk, grab the pump and pull the trigger my nigga!  
From the jump kept f**kin' up, talkin' that same shit!  
So I snuck up and f**ked up a gang a sh*t  
Bit*hes that's down and we found 'em 
The punk we caught 'em and clowned 'em 
Now the niggas stretched out from a murder case  
And don't mind doing again the sh*t 
That got me locked up in the first place 
BO$$'ll let the nine go BUCK! 
I truly don't give a f**k! 
-----BO$$ 

Hook

[Bo$$]
Naw, not givin a f**k, not givin' a f**k about sh*t  
To me I see life 
Like its a bunch of f**kin' bullshit  
Cuz everybody's runnin' around with crooked scam  
An every f**kin minute I see a nigga' in a ambulance  
Just another dead body  
Niggas' got the streets sewn up, they goin out worse than John Gotti ! 
So for the year '92, I'm sayin f**k the motha f**kin feds  
I'd rather put some f**kin' heads to bed  
On a penny-annie punk talkin' junk  
I'll beat ya down so bad, ya own pops won't recognize ya 
 
Its better known as the first degree murder  
Causin' death and destruction 
Got niggas livin by the gun  
So make way here I come, its da bit*h that 
Don't give a f**k 
You make another move ya get f**ked up  
Cuz that's the name of the game its to either kill or be killed  
I'll pull the trigger on a nigga!  
Cuz I ain't the one to get played on, ya just get sprayed on 
Cluck! 
Cuz I don't give a f**k! 
----Dee 

Hook

[Bo$$] 
The gangs livin' in a world where the undergrounds dwellin' 
Do or die or get done 
Ya cap'll get peeled take it from a real 
Bit*h droppin' motha f**kin' facts  
Strapped with a big black gat, under a trench on my back 
For motha f**kas talkin' cash shit, the BO$$'ll get drastic 
And put the motha f**ka in a casket  
You can't last wit, bit*hes on the game tip and 
Cant hang wit bit*hes blowin' out brains quick 
Anotha day anotha dead as* bit*h, so grab the gat!  
Dee, take them niggas back....... 
----BO$$ 

I'm a take ya back in the day so niggas get 'em up  
When niggas was rough 
And tough but now a days you just get buck  
When ya f**k, wit a bit*h Baller, ya caught in a manslaughter  
When shes takin' the life of one of your sons or daughters  
Cuz back then tha'ts just the way sh*t went 
Bit*hes'll blow ya as* up, in a motherf**kin minute  
Ya ask whyyyy?.........  
We don't give a f**k! 
----Dee 

Hook