LLil Jon & The East Side Boyz - I Don’t Give A... (feat. Mystikal & Krayzie Bone) (Official Audio)

Official audio for Lil Jon & The East Side Boyz - I Don’t Give A... (feat. Mystikal & Krayzie Bone), from the album Kings of Crunk Stream on all platforms: Subscribe: ​ LYRICS Okay! Okay! Okay! Okay! Okay! Okay! Okay! Whaa! Okay! You ride up to the club n____, I don’t give a f___ Shakin yo’ a__ in the club b____, I don’t give a f___ Drinkin’ Cris in the V.I., I don’t give a f___ Talkin’ s___ ’bout me, b____ I don’t give a f___ You gotta pocket full of money n____, I don’t give a f___ You drinkin’ off with them ho’s b____, I don’t give a f___ In the club with yo’ p____ click, I don’t give a f___ Security on my d___ b____, I don’t give a f___ Drop dem bow’s on dem muthaf___in’ p____ a__ n____s Drop dem bow’s on dem muthaf___in’ p____ a__ n____s I got that Eastside with me, I don’t give a f___ Got that Westside with me, I don’t give a f___ Drop dem bow’s on dem muthaf___in’ p____ a__ n____s Drop dem bow’s on dem muthaf___in’ p____ a__ n____s I got that North side with me, I don’t give a f___ I got that Southside with me, I don’t give a f___ We rollin’ deep in this b____ so f___ y’all n____s We rollin’ deep in this b____ so f___ y’all n____s I got that dirty south with me, I don’t give a f___ I got that midwest with me, I don’t give a f___ If security step up we’ll crush dem n____s If security step up we’ll crush dem n____s I got that east coast with me, I don’t give a f___ I got that west coast with me, I don’t give a f___ You ride up to the club n____, I don’t give a f___ Shakin yo’ a__ in the club b____, I don’t give a f___ Drinkin’ Cris in the V.I., I don’t give a f___ Talkin’ s___ ’bout me, b____ I don’t give a f___ You gotta pocket full of money n____, I don’t give a f___ You drinkin’ off with them ho’s b____, I don’t give a f___ In the club with yo’ p____ click, I don’t give a f___ Security on my d___ b____, I don’t give a f___ [Mystikal] Man I do this in spite, my mom ain’t married, b____ I’m a bastard N____ I f___ over me, you know what I do to these rappers They come in here huffin’ and puffin’ And screamin’ and cussin’ and bustin’ they verses N____ you betta calm yo’ a__ down unless you excited to see me in person I’m rollin’ with thugs and felons ughhh, that’s cuz it’s own killaz We gon’ teach you ol’ punk a__ n____s to respect us authority figures Throw one of a kind boy when we be pourin’ up in the club You’re going down boy too bad f___ ya, sorry for ya Listen let’s not to get shook, but I ain’t the one to come lookin’ ’Cuz all I can tell the police is, I am not a crook I f___ big fine b____es, my d___ get hard, watch it grow Then gimme fiyah head, blow my shotgun, tastes good don’t it Now tell me that ain’t the life, tellin’ me my n____s ain’t for life Now tell me that s___ ain’t tight Tell me that y’all wanna be just like me I beat these b____es down, I wash these cowards up N____ you talkin’ s___ (huh) ho you tryna POWER UP You ride up to the club n____, I don’t give a f___ Shakin yo’ a__ in the club b____, I don’t give a f___ Drinkin’ Cris in the V.I., I don’t give a f___ Talkin’ s___ ’bout me, b____ I don’t give a f___ You gotta pocket full of money n____, I don’t give a f___ You drinkin’ off with them ho’s b____, I don’t give a f___ In the club with yo’ p____ click, I don’t give a f___ Security on my d___ b____, I don’t give a f___ [Krayzie Bone] Y’all n____s ain’t ready for this, muthaf___as ain’t study for this Cuz y’all still ain’t learn, n____ got a 4-4 cocked And a blunt so hot make a muthaf___a feel that burn N____s say word, where da herb You stay up off my d___ don’t back talk my n____ finna’ get up in ’em Back up off of this n____ The one n____ that f___ed up they shut up the talkin Barkin’ betta block ’em off the n____ talkin, sparkin Betta watch and dodge and never mind he caught it Where da thugs at up in this b____, f___ a n____ up y’all represent Gimme some gin, gimme some hen Naw just gimme both and I’ll mix it all in Who wanna take a lil’ sip of this sin, let me get ya twisted man N____s on fire, don’t stop droppin’ dem that’s a lie, we just won’t die We come back flya than ever, higher than ever this time With venomous rhymes So any n____ wanna get involved, what you think you can f___ with my dogs N____ you thinkin’ you rubbin’ us while we’re thuggin this Did you think you can f___ with us (Bone, Bone-Bone-Bone-Bone) You ready to do this the hell with the song We ain’t gotta tell you it’s on, you know this Poppin’ the Glock to put a stop to the ho s___ Y’all still can’t f___ with us and never will because We too f___in’ cold, too f___in bold Got too many souljas ready to roll with da goddamn Bone © 2002 The Orchard #LilJon #Mystikal #IDGAF #KrayzieBone #KingsofCrunk #Crunk #CrunkAintDead #DirtySouth