Fuck It (So What)

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Hey man, hey man you know what I'm saying 
I told these niggas a thousand times if I ain't told em once man 
ain't nothing gonna stop me show em the mother fucking the flat line  you understand that?
as long as a breath in my body, and my heart still beating my chest pardon 
I'ma still begin this suffer nigga hate, you understand?
of I old you who won't like it, you got two options 
leave with it a dime from you 
I need to go and find you a real tall building 
or a nice pretty bridge and take a lead homes 
'cause that's all, that's the solution I got for you 
if you think I'm gonna ease up 
yes, is that your mother fucking mine partner, 
if you think I'ma slow down 
then your ass is that your mother fuckin mine partner 
if you think I'ma do anything yeah that's precise for what I've been doing for the past 90year 
you got me fucked up homes 
so I ain't gonna tell you no more 
I'ma let man key do it for me 
ay man, run this shit 

MLK 

Who would reach it, who would reach it, I I I I 

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Hey I'm rounding round with my lights on, you broke way  
top down with my shades on, you AK 
right beside me so don't do it, you try me 
and I'm gonna do it tell me do you wanna guide me, oh well, 
SO what, fuck it, fuck it, so what 
fuck it, so what, fuck it, fuck it, so what, oh well 
fuck it, sO what, fuck it, fuck it so what, 
fuck it,  so what, fuck it, fuck it so what 

I'm rounding round, my lights on, my top down, my nights on 
my white teeth, my AKB side me don't get wrong 
we won't take no shit hoe, and brought day we..
then bro say I'm old there I hit that they call back 
pocket full them clothes stacks 
my home boys we mow rats  
he Gucci, he Louie, he Ermies by all that 
I pull up then have bout here whole shout  
you saw that that's TI and he fly 
if not what you call that 
still big bang can't foll it up, 
hundred pound to the loud can't roll it up 
couple Hollywood bitch get em foll to fuck 
real nigga can't help but  notice up 
we cool the shit weed up the fuck 
you approaching us, you know what 
you don't give a fuck about your life 
why should I, so what?


[Chorus:]

Hey what you know about me 
zippin on that I'm on 
and out of money I see 
from out of places I've gone 
OG's call me your G and I'm your nigga why do you think 
'cause I've been putting that work
and I'm movin up my ring 
AK with me I ain't plan you get shot if you don't 
no chopper spring bloss a blazzin fuck around if you won't 
don't you know I'm still on bank here to the seat go on big blow 
my wrist right in high way clip full of them hot thing
seat belt in my AK nigga try me in this main day 
don't go down no plane crest and fur no his lane male
you think 'cause I'm famous I won't grab that bank up 
pull one in the chain but then let go 
hey let's go 

[Chorus:]
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