And who the hell you be gettin'
Was never the type of nigga that flexed his weight
See, frontin' just ain't my forte, I'm all foreplay
I don't give a hell what you spit
Y'all can't get with me, I can't fall now
Nice and smooth, white knights, icy jewels
(The sosa of the game has returned)
Heavy jewels, the type to keep the herb in the sock
Who you are, where you from
(Urban wolves)
Move through it if you that thorough, I'm certified
Locked in, there's beef in the game now
Blunted at the park jams, opened up mics
Y'all slouch rappin' fake trash niggas' rhymes bore me
Who you are, where you from
Who you are, where you from
I don't give a hell what you spit
Who you are, where you from
You touchin' who
Chrome pubelies, smoke great, two tone seventies
Who you are, where you from
Who you are, where you from
Who you are, where you from
Who you are, where you from
The war is on
I don't give a hell what you spit
Its like Saddam's in us, comin' fully armed for business
And who the hell you be gettin'
(This is projects)
I don't give a hell what you spit
Who you are, where you from
Since a shorty, in love with big guns and orgies
(Brooklyn)
Who you are, where you from
My slow grind story niggas cosign for me
(This is)
It could find a broke man, have him harm civilians
Part Spanish, my robe'll make the dark vanish
But what y'all want from a game that's involved in millions
And who the hell you be gettin'
I don't give a hell what you spit
(Let's play)
Specialize foot notes for the adolescents
It's like a Larson and razor blades but robbers spinnin'
I don't give a hell what you spit
Who you are, where you from
I don't give a hell what you spit
Hope heaven got a ghetto for us
Stop niggas from gettin' killed, broken up fights
And who the hell you be gettin'
XK8, it's all good, the next they hate
'Cuz its hard to enter rap just passin' by
It's hardball, now niggas can't call foul
(Black sopranos)
Spazzin' like its the music that made me do it
I don't give a hell what you spit
Look, look, I be postured up like I'm toasted up nice
Been about it way before niggas heard I was hot
I don't give a hell what you spit
The odds is endless, moms can't calm the menace
Ricky Ricardo, the young black Leonardo
I don't give a hell what you spit
I know its deep but the streets know the name now
I don't give a hell what you spit
Five miles on the same line, the zone is deadly
Adore me, respect niggas way before me
I don't give a hell what you spit
Hoppin' out the Porsche, drop products on graves
Immune to the murderous plots
Who you are, where you from
Cars, and chillin', sex with they broads, but villain
Yo, yo, at time its hard illin', it kinda scars the feelings
(This is project)
So cool, but the slightest shit ignite my fuels
And who the hell you be gettin'
(Dream team baby)
Who you are, where you from
Engaged to it, guzzlin' that beige fluid
I don't give a hell what you spit
Too complicated for y'all 85's, don't understand it
Who you are, where you from
And who the hell you be gettin'
Niggas runnin' from court tryna dodge they sentence
So recognize I'm a five star general
Respect game, there's rules as a criminal
Who you are, where you from
In the hood, for the hustlers that bled before us
(This is projects)
Let's play, pop bottles like its no tomorrow
Weep slow, soak in, feel the Schweppervesence
Love it low, stay in mine, attach semi
I don't give a hell what you spit
A fresh pair, and I fuck with them Germans a lot
Through the grapevine, I know that niggas heard I'm live
Who you are, where you from
And who the hell you be gettin'
I don't give a hell what you spit
Now its on us, in the I focus on right
