We Don T Care Bout Yafeat Cubo lyrics

Yeah Yeah
Que Vuelta?
Di le nota (Di le nota)
You know who it is
For all these bustas and haters

[Chorus]
We don`t care about yo clique
We don`t care about yo crew
We don`t care about yo bitch
We don`t care what you do
We don`t care about your car
We don`t care about your chips
We don`t care about shit
accept getting rich

[Verse 1] (Pitbull)
Now that Little Jon has opened the door
It`s over dawg
This that new south
That`s it, it`s over ya`ll
No more warning ya`ll
We tired of getting over looked
You want beef? then I hope you like it over-cooked
Oh and for that bread
It`s whatever man
I`m fully prepared to pump lead
At any nigga that wanna bump heads
So bring it
But when them things go Rr-rr-rr-rringing
Someones gonna get hit
And that`s a fact, not an opinion
I`m buiding my connects
And that there is dangerous
Didn`t your mother teach you
Not to talk to strangers?
Then why are you in my ear talking all the shit
Just `cause I`m cuban doesn`t mean I flip bricks
So stop asking me the price on them thangs down here
`Cause that one of them thangs that get chu killed `round here
I don`t care who you are, who you might be
But I`d rather die, then let an undercover bite me

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[Verse 2] (Cubo)
I`m in this bitch now
Ya`ll niggaz better get ready
I`m ready for whatever ya`ll want
Boy, but it ain`t nothing pretty
Ya`ll wanna start shit
Tell me what ya`ll wanna do
Me, Pit, DB, we don`t care about ?
I don`t care about slanging them thangs
Back `em spraying them thangs
If you get ? just homie don`t mention my name
BLAKAH, that`s exactly what I`m spitting meng
Homie, don`t make me have to blow `em chopper meng
`Cause I can spit it spit it
However you want it want it
My peoples is with it with it
We about that money money
And I do anything that I have to do to get that money meng
Miami, Money is a major issue meng
They, They don`t understand

What we about to do
We about to shit on this game
We about to shit on your crew
Pitbull don`t care about ya
Cubo don`t care about ya
DB don`t care about ya
We, We don`t care about ya

[Chorus]

[Verse 3] (Pitbull)
This game is scandalous
The more money you make
The more your ? hold off in an ambulance
AOWoo!
That`s why I say to myself in the cut
Man I can`t be seen
Ears open, mouth shut
Just watching thangs
And if it pops off
I pop up, both popping than
Guns, I was taught proper
To cop and aim
Run, when you hear that Blakah meng
P-rr-rr-rrat
That`s the sound of the chopper meng
Just let me know exactly what it is you trying to do
`Cause we can both dance with the devil, dawg
It`s all on you
Like basktetball, if you shoot you better follow threw
In a casket dawg, who the fucks gon follow you?

[Chorus]

Yeah, once again my freind
Imma be the first latin rapper from the South
Shut shit the fuck down
And I got Lil Jon to bounced to that
The King of the South
And Uncle Luke will tell you the same shit
So get ready niggaz
Pitbull, DB, Lil Jon
Ya`ll ain`t ready for this shit
HAHA, Suckas