Redman - I Don't Kare Lyrics
Give it to me, yo yo give it to meYo, give it to me.. give it to me***** give it to me.. give it to meNigga give me that cash, ***** give it to me***** give it to me, or Ill smack the shit out youGive it to me.. yo yo yo yo yo!Give it to me..Yo, yo yo yo, yo, yo check itYo Im too old for these young whippersnappers out hereIm a legend, you should be poppin corks to my beerWhen I appear, full gear, down from the rearSliced so quick, you thought doc -- whispered in your earYeah, theres too many mcs, but not enough mcsAre raw like that liquid that you pour on mint leavesLook around the premises, spot blemishesCall me doc o-dog, more menace than dennisIts him in this, the raunchy shit I preferSo every word be hard to turn when you stirMy grill, my balls, my jaws, stretch twelve floorsVacate your college dorm hallsI can stand still and ricochet off the wallsThe gun sparks yourself cause your pee ate the stallWho shot j.r.? I did, right in the melonSo I could own a ranch and start *****in sue ellen!I do murders thats hard to solve through forensicAny clash of hash able to burn I bent itYou push a 6 while I push a rented tempestRockin, hoe hoppin, bumpin lil kim shit!Aiyyo, niggaz poppin shit red - I dont kare*****es say you dont got money - I dont kareYo niggaz say he nicer than you - I dont kareIm knockin somebody right the ***** out (milk - I dont care!)He got a big icy chain - I dont kareHe got a benz and a range - I dont kareHis records get mad airplay - I dont kareIm knockin somebody right the ***** out (milk - I dont care!)Yo yo, ***** all you radio that wanna play clean singlesI cleaned mine for years and still aint hit a million (why? ? !? !)I get the buddha heads buggin, shitI should be four mil and better for that shit Im unplugginDoc rocked every corridor in floridaWatch the formula pour sucka absorb it upAnd while you foamin up from the two in your nauticaI orchestrate the orchestra to arkestraNever trust no *****, map your clickShe aint with it, call tyrone to pack her shitFunk doc, goldeneye, double-oh agentI be in court more than them dollar cap haitiansLick a shot, blaow, think the doc is goin pop?Eat a *****, blaow, ready for real hip-hop toRock you block, blaow, all chicks I turn em outSend they boyfriends back home, takin the garbage outHa ha, yo, ima sewer rat the tracksWith gats bigger than will smith gat in men in blackAnd if its friday, you better double your lapI hit you on the floor sayin, my neck and my back!Yo, lets settle it out of court for ten dollars smokeTwo-fifty in jawbreakers, dollar in envelopesYo, how tight are you? -- tighter than a federal jailHow high? -- you better check xxl!Yo niggaz say you aint shit - I dont kareYo *****es say you broke as ***** - I dont kareNiggaz say he better than you - I dont kareIm knockin somebody right the ***** out (milk - I dont care!)Yo yo, he got a lot of *****in ice - I dont kareYo, he got a benz and a range - I dont kareHe get forty spins a day! - I dont kareIm knockin somebody right the ***** out (milk - I dont care!)I dont kareIm knockin somebody right the ***** out (milk - I dont care!)I dont kareIm knockin somebody right the ***** out (milk - I dont care!)
