It really don't matter
par Roméo Doit Mourir
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{Intro:}
Come on, uh-huh
Confidential, play hard baby
Come on
Uh, uh-huh
It really don´t matter to me
It really don´t matter to me (come on)
It really don´t matter to me (uh, come on)
It really don´t matter to me [what to do?]
It really don´t matter to me
It really don´t matter to me (uh-huh)
It really don´t matter to me (come on)
It really don´t matter to me [what to say?]
Yo, in the city, see catch run
I heard jewel, money squashed in the mark down
In the pure fidel, ain´t no touchin´ my click
Step to me wrong, I´m bustin´ my clip
G felon, seperate the real from the story tellin´
More exclusive than the powder that these n*****
Play around, I´ll numb you like the powder that they sellin´
Potna, don´t you know you f****** with a mobsta?
I don´t give a f*** about you, I spit ´em in Q
In a 6 drop-top,?suited by Sue?
Just me and a half rippin´ the turn pike
Broad all over me, can´t even turn right
These rats and lease out get an earn right
Supposed to be the king, this here´s my birth right
Small town, it´s on now, let it be known
If you ain´t ready to play ball, better be gone
I got dreams, everyday wishin´ for cream
Wishin´ for teams, thug style, plottin´ a scheme
Now we high, rollin´ with Teck, packin´ bombs
Rolex with icey s***, freezin´ the arm
Know who I am?
Mafia, rockin´ that s***
The one who got the man on his knees coppin´ the 5th
Don´t f****** take care, cuz you can see the balls we break here
Leave the one dead for all the cats who talk
Chop your body up, make the D´s toss the chalk
Try me, watch the jury say we walk
I´m on some can´t catch me, touch me, can´t rush me
Some call me n**** but you pigs can´t flush me
1 - It really don´t matter to me
It really don´t matter to me
It really don´t matter to me
It really don´t matter to me [what to do?]
It really don´t matter to me
It really don´t matter to me
It really don´t matter to me
It really don´t matter to me [what to say?]
Yo
Yo, I´m from the school of hard knocks
Streets, not books
F*** the dean´s list, cuz he breed high crooks
And f*** a dope verse, cuz we spit hot hooks
And f*** you... one false move, know what I´ma blast mines
It ain´t a threat, said it for the last time
Pull your fam through some sad times
In the streets, catch me with a Glock 9
Suited up, power moves, they ran, had time
It´s over, so consider it done, we marked
Got beef, then we get ´em a gun
If ya heavyweight n*****, we get ´em in tons
And if you never took a L, consider it won, what
It´s open season, all them C´s, let´s get it on
Who wanna come down and test Cajun?
I´ll slaughter all of ya if I wanna, heard me potna?
Y´all gon´ learn how to respect your father
I´m the street scholar, squeeze tight on my trigga
And take what I want, get caked in my spot
Chief, I knock out teeth when it´s drama, no doubt
Might as well be summertime, the way the heat comes out
I´m quick to collapse, so y´all better watch how you act
Cuz the the clip on my 3-8 will make my wrist snap back
And I draw like Doc Holiday, see ya tombstone
Cuz I´m ready, I´m so so ready
{Repeat 1, x2}
Blackground, thugs world, 2G
Never stop baby, what
(What to say)
Yeah, no doubt, what, what
(What to do)
(What to do)
Come on, uh-huh
Confidential, play hard baby
Come on
Uh, uh-huh
It really don´t matter to me
It really don´t matter to me (come on)
It really don´t matter to me (uh, come on)
It really don´t matter to me [what to do?]
It really don´t matter to me
It really don´t matter to me (uh-huh)
It really don´t matter to me (come on)
It really don´t matter to me [what to say?]
Yo, in the city, see catch run
I heard jewel, money squashed in the mark down
In the pure fidel, ain´t no touchin´ my click
Step to me wrong, I´m bustin´ my clip
G felon, seperate the real from the story tellin´
More exclusive than the powder that these n*****
Play around, I´ll numb you like the powder that they sellin´
Potna, don´t you know you f****** with a mobsta?
I don´t give a f*** about you, I spit ´em in Q
In a 6 drop-top,?suited by Sue?
Just me and a half rippin´ the turn pike
Broad all over me, can´t even turn right
These rats and lease out get an earn right
Supposed to be the king, this here´s my birth right
Small town, it´s on now, let it be known
If you ain´t ready to play ball, better be gone
I got dreams, everyday wishin´ for cream
Wishin´ for teams, thug style, plottin´ a scheme
Now we high, rollin´ with Teck, packin´ bombs
Rolex with icey s***, freezin´ the arm
Know who I am?
Mafia, rockin´ that s***
The one who got the man on his knees coppin´ the 5th
Don´t f****** take care, cuz you can see the balls we break here
Leave the one dead for all the cats who talk
Chop your body up, make the D´s toss the chalk
Try me, watch the jury say we walk
I´m on some can´t catch me, touch me, can´t rush me
Some call me n**** but you pigs can´t flush me
1 - It really don´t matter to me
It really don´t matter to me
It really don´t matter to me
It really don´t matter to me [what to do?]
It really don´t matter to me
It really don´t matter to me
It really don´t matter to me
It really don´t matter to me [what to say?]
Yo
Yo, I´m from the school of hard knocks
Streets, not books
F*** the dean´s list, cuz he breed high crooks
And f*** a dope verse, cuz we spit hot hooks
And f*** you... one false move, know what I´ma blast mines
It ain´t a threat, said it for the last time
Pull your fam through some sad times
In the streets, catch me with a Glock 9
Suited up, power moves, they ran, had time
It´s over, so consider it done, we marked
Got beef, then we get ´em a gun
If ya heavyweight n*****, we get ´em in tons
And if you never took a L, consider it won, what
It´s open season, all them C´s, let´s get it on
Who wanna come down and test Cajun?
I´ll slaughter all of ya if I wanna, heard me potna?
Y´all gon´ learn how to respect your father
I´m the street scholar, squeeze tight on my trigga
And take what I want, get caked in my spot
Chief, I knock out teeth when it´s drama, no doubt
Might as well be summertime, the way the heat comes out
I´m quick to collapse, so y´all better watch how you act
Cuz the the clip on my 3-8 will make my wrist snap back
And I draw like Doc Holiday, see ya tombstone
Cuz I´m ready, I´m so so ready
{Repeat 1, x2}
Blackground, thugs world, 2G
Never stop baby, what
(What to say)
Yeah, no doubt, what, what
(What to do)
(What to do)