Damn (Remix)

Lyrics

[Intro: Ludacris, Lil Jon, Bone Crusher, & Jermaine Dupri] Gangsta Grillz If you don't give a damn we don't give a fuck! (Yeah) So So Def (Hol' up) YoungBloodZ We just getting started (What?), Remix, uh (Hey) It's so sick (You ain't know) You know I [?] suck a buffalo's [dick?] (Uh-huh, yeah) You know what it is mane, A-Town all day (Yeah) Ludacris (Yeah) Sean Paul (Yeah) J-Bo (Lil Jon) What, ahh (Let's go) Gangsta Grillz [Verse 1: Ludacris] Yeek yeek motherfucker going four years strong Got plenty haters really wishing I ain't last this long And please don't get it twisted I ain't Hollywood yet I just jumped in that movie to get a big ass check (that's right) So fool break yourself, that's the phrase that pays I'm bout to open my own shop AK's and Chevorlet's I just bought 20 acres and I'm still in the hood They like damn, Luva Luva doing pretty damn good (that's right) When it comes to this paper I don't slack to get it But call me lazy cause my crib's got an elevator in it That's right, it's sorry to say but it's harder to see And I don't have to hit the club I bring the party to me Cause I'm the Lord of Lords and the King of the Kings I never claim to be hard just down for my team Shawnna, 20, Chingy, Tity and Fate I grab a booty and pinch then lick a titty and shake [Verse 2: Sean Paul & Lil Jon] Now I'm back in the street working stacking my bread (Hey) Put some in the hood cause I got plent to spread (Hey) Bought a brand new 'Lac on some brand new feet (Hey) Wit a brand new grill shining like gold teeth (Hey) Still ride wit AK's, still a sweep the street (Hey) But I'm a real G and I ain't got no time for beef (Hey) I don't change for na nigga I'm a part of the street (Hey) And live life everyday like it's a party to me (Hey) But I'm fa sho wit it, if there's money to be made boy I'm a go get it Split it wit the hood again get some throw wit it Catch me swervin through your hood no we didn't did it Straight up sippin on some Henny ain't no coke in it I leave the change for the suckas Separate the hard motherfucker from all the bustas To the grinders and the hustlers so I know that you feel me Put your hood up in the air and represent for your city (Yeah) [Chorus: Ludacris & Lil Jon] If you don't give a damn we don't give a fuck! (Hey!) If you don't give a damn we don't give a fuck! (Hey!) If you don't give a damn we don't give a fuck! (Hey!) If you don't give a damn we don't give a fuck! (Hey!) Don't start no shit there won't be no shit! Don't start no shit there won't be no shit! Don't start no shit there won't be no shit! Don't start no shit there won't be no shit! [Verse 3: J-Bo, Jermaine Dupri, & Lil Jon] Now who the hell wanna tangle my angle I'm setting off To the party no Bacardi, like Crusher, we breaks 'em off Youngbloodz and Ludacris, in which you know the name We burning through yo speakers like big balls of flames And pimpin like hurricanes, we blowing through ya town Wipin' out ya system and shutting the club down Cause we don't give a fuck, already you know the deal Like soldiers we walk soft (shh) so listen close and clear (Woo) Cause we gon' act a fool and send chumps back to school (Uh-huh) Then teach them motherfuckers to never break the rules (That's right) Lesson one - some pimps don't never crack the style Lesson two - respect it, been doing it for a while A-Town's our bound, we bumping down ya block Switching from lane to lane, you know it don't stop (Nah) We back and still foolish and poppin like once befo So go and throw it up, my people now hit the flow (Yeah) [Chorus: Ludacris & Lil Jon] If you don't give a damn we don't give a fuck! (Hey!) If you don't give a damn we don't give a fuck! (Hey!) If you don't give a damn we don't give a fuck! (Hey!) If you don't give a damn we don't give a fuck! (Hey!) Don't start no shit there won't be no shit! Don't start no shit there won't be no shit! Don't start no shit there won't be no shit! Don't start no shit there won't be no shit! [Verse 4: Bone Crusher & Lil Jon] I won the strong arm competition, in '94 (Ha) For benching 600 hundred pounds, and no mo' (What?) That equal six of ya featherweights that goin to hit the flo' So if a nigga wanna buck, then a nigga need to know I'm serious with this, pardon my French but I'm the shit!! I'm six fucking seconds away from catching these bricks (Hahaha) When it's all said and done and I engulf the sun Pathetic ass, fucking mortals, when you ho niggas learn I grind for this paper, shake a nigga down for this paper These under 'chiever niggas always hate ya So you gotta keep it mean, and lock and load on these cakers Ya'll niggas harder then my daughter on a 7 o'clock wake up YoungBloodZ and Bone Crusher, fuck niggas discover (Yeah) Put them fight strips on ya and watch ya suffer (What?) They call me mutilator, a bitch nigga bluffer Want ya see me in the streets with all that mean mug brother, ya bitch! (Yeah) Hahahahahaha [Chorus: Ludacris & Lil Jon] If you don't give a damn we don't give a fuck! (Hey!) If you don't give a damn we don't give a fuck! (Hey!) If you don't give a damn we don't give a fuck! (Hey!) If you don't give a damn we don't give a fuck! (Hey!) Don't start no shit there won't be no shit! Don't start no shit there won't be no shit! Don't start no shit there won't be no shit! Don't start no shit there won't be no shit! [Outro: Bone Crusher & Lil Scrappy] Don't let that drank get ya fucked up nigga Hold the fuck up