Az - At Night Lyrics

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I don't give a hell what you spit

(this is)

Who you are where you from

(this is projects)

I don't give a hell what you spit

(urban wolves)

Who you are where you from

And who the hell you be gettin'

(dream team baby)

I don't give a hell what you spit

(the sosa of the game has returned)

Who you are where you from

(brooklyn)

I don't give a hell what you spit

(black sopranos)

Who you are where you from

(let's play)

And who the hell you be gettin'

Nice and smooth white knights icy jewels

So cool but the slightest shit ignite my fuels

Love it low stay in mine attach semi

'cuz its hard to enter rap just passin' by

Xk8 it's all good the next they hate

Was never the type of nigga that flexed his weight

See frontin' just ain't my forte i'm all foreplay

Hoppin' out the porsche drop products on graves

My slow grind story niggas cosign for me

Y'all slouch rappin' fake trash niggas' rhymes bore me

Adore me respect niggas way before me

Since a shorty in love with big guns and orgies

Engaged to it guzzlin' that beige fluid

Spazzin' like its the music that made me do it

Move through it if you that thorough i'm certified

Through the grapevine i know that niggas heard i'm live

I don't give a hell what you spit

Who you are where you from

(this is projects)

I don't give a hell what you spit

Who you are where you from

And who the hell you be gettin'

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I don't give a hell what you spit

Who you are where you from

I don't give a hell what you spit

Who you are where you from

And who the hell you be gettin'

Look look i be postured up like i'm toasted up nice

Stop niggas from gettin' killed broken up fights

Blunted at the park jams opened up mics

Now its on us in the i focus on right

It's hardball now niggas can't call foul

Y'all can't get with me i can't fall now

Immune to the murderous plots

Been about it way before niggas heard i was hot

Heavy jewels the type to keep the herb in the sock

A fresh pair and i fuck with them germans a lot

Let's play pop bottles like its no tomorrow

Ricky ricardo the young black leonardo

Part spanish my robe'll make the dark vanish

Too complicated for y'all 85's don't understand it

Respect game there's rules as a criminal

So recognize i'm a five star general

You touchin' who

I don't give a hell what you spit

Who you are where you from

I don't give a hell what you spit

Who you are where you from

And who the hell you be gettin'

I don't give a hell what you spit

Who you are where you from

I don't give a hell what you spit

Who you are where you from

And who the hell you be gettin'

Yo yo at time its hard illin' it kinda scars the feelings

But what y'all want from a game that's involved in millions

Cars and chillin' sex with they broads but villain

It could find a broke man have him harm civilians

It's like a larson and razor blades but robbers spinnin'

Niggas runnin' from court tryna dodge they sentence

The odds is endless moms can't calm the menace

Its like saddam's in us comin' fully armed for business

Chrome pubelies smoke great two tone seventies

Five miles on the same line the zone is deadly

Hope heaven got a ghetto for us

In the hood for the hustlers that bled before us

Weep slow soak in feel the schweppervesence

Specialize foot notes for the adolescents

Locked in there's beef in the game now

I know its deep but the streets know the name now

The war is on

I don't give a hell what you spit

(this is)

Who you are where you from

(this is project)

I don't give a hell what you spit

Who you are where you from

And who the hell you be gettin'

I don't give a hell what you spit

Who you are where you from

I don't give a hell what you spit

Who you are where you from

And who the hell you be gettin'

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