'm fuckin' you Oh, you know That tonight I'm fuckin' you Oh, you know That tonight I'm fuckin' you Oh, you know That tonight I'm fuckin' you Yeah, tonight I'm fuckin
Gang Dub-C from the Westside Connect Gang (Ice-T) Yeah 'sup with these niggas in the club lookin' at niggas crazy and shit (Word, yeah fuck them body
) Just make em read about it (read about it 2x) Fuck what they say about me (fuck what they say about me) Bitches gon love to doubt me (fuck em, yeah)
Use to all the attention, huh? (Yeah!) But you don't want no commitment, huh? (Uh-uh!) Why not? -- You should be comin home with me Sittin in this lap
My mind Fuck him he's a DJ All night long he's got the beat Fuck him he's a DJ He playing that song it works for me Fuck him he's a DJ All night long
Mother-fuck you, mother-fuck me And fuck today, fuck today Fuck "everything gonna be alright", fuck "ok" Fuck "everything gonna be alright", fuck "ok" Fuck "everything gonna be alright", fuck
and let 'em know that we don't give a fuck We don't give a fuck Look, I don't curse but in this verse man, fuck the world I lost my father to a gun and
Don't you ever, ever feel Like your less than Fuckin' perfect Pretty, pretty please If you ever, ever feel Like your nothing You're fuckin' perfect to
a fucked up day Today has been a fucked up day Today has been a fucked up day Looks like tomorrow'll be the same old day Today has been a fucked up
the fucked up blues I got the fucked up blues Lord, what can you do About the fuckin' fucked up blues I got the fucked up blues I got the fucked up blues
[Sirens blaring.] Layzie: Fuck the police. Fuck the police. Fuck 'em . . . Krayzie: Surprise. You're muthafuckin' right. Krayzie: Yo, fuck the police
nervous wreck, I walk with stress I used to walk around with a tech, but nowadays I be like fuck it dawg You fuck wit me I gots to fuck wit yall And revenge
fine bitch I want to make you mine bitch I want to fuck one time bitch Short Dogg's on your mind bitch I give a fuck about any nigga you fuck with Stuck
(Nicki) Yo Cassie you a bad b*tch i'ma call you Lassie Just left the tall a*s state Tallahassee Don't mind me Even with your GPS couldn't find me Looking
unless we fuckin Unless we fuckin, unless we fucking, unless we fuckin Unless we fuckin, unless we fucking, unless we fuckin Unless we fuckin, unless we fucking, unless we fuckin
hit the club with a mug So mean got them niggas Like who the fuck is that Then I hop up out the car So clean got them hoes Like who the fuck is that
you winding and grinding up on that pole I know you see me lookin' at you when you already know I wanna fuck you, you already know I wanna fuck you,
Ghost, Goodfella like fucking Jim Conway Leave no evidence Fuck a dead man, when I can leave off the scene wit dead presidents What? Motherfucker, yeah Don't you ever try to fuck