up on the new millennium Year 2K, and I'mma give you 3 points to keep you in the game Point 1, call and meet, [unverified], pay ya debt Point 2, don't
my own hours, runnin' my own Shop, made my own laws, mutherfuck da cops Suck a nigga dick till' he nut and don't stop We take penitentiary chances We
a thousand niggas strong I don't care whatcha you do Long you don't fuck with mines You think you can't be touched Niggas disappear all the time No, I don't
I ain't got no home-training in me Huh, you can't stop it, I'm harder to crack So the DJ bring it back like he borrowed the track I ain't never had a
homie y'all really don't know me Lookin' for the squad but see I'm by my lonely Bitches gon? pay ?cause them motherfuckers owe me Like puff 'n' maize, can't
weapon Runnin' through bricks that niggaz ain't yet step on Eludin' Cop-po, in the eight, inhalin' char-coal They tailin' but I'm Indy 500 Monaco Pigs can't stop
Ooohoooh (Konvicted) (Konvicted) Noo Nooo Oooh No No Wait a minute just for a move like you?re Let me explain so we don?t get confused I don?t want
and mek it hot Make ma body say... (la la la la longly longly lay) Like one in a cylinder (push it up) Ride ma body like a ninja, don't stop 'Til ma
ya don't stop Now check it out and ya don't stop We got the big brother beat, ya don't stop I don't bug out I chill, don't be actin' ill No trick in
mad south You know how many chinks and jews drag's done dragged out, on a cash route? 'cause when I walk in, stop the talking I don't give a fuck if
be no gangstas, straight laced parlayers You stick around and watch my money lay ya And I know them haters, don't want to see you excel On the way to
time I bust a verse Ain't no describin', the way that Tash be feelin' when he's vibin' Be feelin' like a deadly secret agent on assignment Don't fuck
Don't hurt nuttin Don't-don't-don't, don't, don't hurt nuttin Don't hurt nuttin Don't-don't-don't, don't, don't hurt nuttin Don't hurt nuttin Don't-don
with the mad south You know how many chinks and Jews Drag's done dragged out on a cash route? 'Cuz when I walk in, stop the talking I don't give a fuck
dank, you got the gas in the tank? V.I.P. status, don't need an apparatus 'Cause the niggas I fuck with, they all about the cabbage Down in yellow brick
m pushin albums like bricks Everytime you turn around Can't get up off the ground You ho's are late to deff Your fashion ain't no time Cause their wasn't
chorus} Now.. we don't give a fuck.. We just absolutely.. don't give a fuck.. Because.. there ain't no motherfuckin love here.. There ain't no love here
I don't got it, it ain't Cause my grind is to shine, I'm as real as they come And In case you didn't know, I'm tha man where I'm from Ask em who rock