Damu Ridas - Give a Mad Ass F*ck lyrics

What that Mafia like n***a Here I go again with that motherf*ckin' take off It's YG Pimp D with the motherf*ckin' sawed off b**hes get hauled off if they wanna swang I'm bickin' back being bool with the Mafia Lanes Back in the house Flossin' on them D's Front back, side to side B-I-tch please F*ck the *Lucky Charms*, hit the 187 And we sendin' all Crab n***as to hell in So peep this sh** that I flow to you I stomp out the *Rice Crispies*, now what you wanna do? (RAYMOND AVE CRIP) Not a motherf*ckin' thing b**hes all on my nuts YG Pimp D I gives a mad-a** f*ck YG Pimp D don't give a mad-a** f*ck Since I don't give a f*ck, then we don't give a f*ck... Back on up, you know that sh** ain't over I'm pickin' these n***as like a four leaf clover 187 and I'm peelin' Rickets cap I'm settin' up shop and that's a motherf*ckin' fact n***a step to me and they get their a** shot By this young gangsta mack in a parking lot Now who can follow me, n***a on the C-K 'fore I can put a dime on these tiny Crabs man It ain't no stoppin' this sh** when I'm on the let loose I'm goin' brazy, it ain't a damn thing you can do YG Pimp D don't give a mad-a** f*ck Since I don't give a f*ck, then we don't give a f*ck... I'm 'bout to close shop n***a That's the last verse Let's put this punk n***as in the motherf*ckin' hearse Now I got a Gauge punk n***as run up And I put on their a** on the motherf*ckin' stomp It ain't no stoppin' this sh** when the West Side ride n***as f*ck and slippin' and be a victim of the homicide You don't even know what I'm thikin' about See 187, dicks and nuts in your mouth YG Pimp D don't give a mad-a** f*ck Since I don't give a f*ck, then we don't give a f*ck... It's the YG Pimp D - and the Braze a Daze Back on your a** with the motherf*ckin' K n***as step through us if you think then can get some' I put n***as on they back then I gots to run Back to the tilt, gets some more shells, givin' Crabs hell, this the D.L k**er OG's like EVIL, AL and TONE HOOD, ????, BAM, KROW Even fool the don't know put me on map So I stay strap, bustin' on a muthaf*ckin' cap I have to shake the spot with the pocket full of rocks It's the B-funk n***a, you know that's what we like Crab n***as don't even wanna scrap with me I'm peelin' Ricket caps back to the fat G Now what you wanna do? I don't even know, YG Pimp D I thought I told ya so YG Pimp D don't give a mad-a** f*ck Since I don't give a f*ck, then we don't give a f*ck...