don't matter (Chorus 2x) Don't mater, how much you hate me Don't matter, how much you wanna fade me Don't matter, cause it really don't phase me Don't
Übersetzung: C-Murder. Nicht Matter.
don't matter (Chorus 2x) Don't mater, how much you hate me Don't matter, how much you wanna fade me Don't matter, cause it really don't phase me Don't matter
happenin' man? Look, this for my motherfuckin real niggaz Ya heard me? Baby, Slim, Fresh, Turk, Wayne, Juvi, Joe Cassi, K.C., Curl It don't even much
hoggin' the mound Pitchin' 'em eightballs, robbing the town Don't let your gangsta, get you murked up Faggot ass homeys done got you worked up Rappers can't
C-O, C-I, T-Y) maybe i can get a place, settle down and try to blend in (in M-E-X-I-C-O, C-I, T-Y) maybe i can just relax, be myself and quit pretendin
music industry sewed But it still don't matter, when I'm gone and my casket closed, go! [Jay-Z] Whatever guillotine guides my life Dear Lord, don't let
new name It was extreme I admit, it was a bit different Q Strange, murderous rap wit the sick shit Did murder kill people couldn't believe That that
off your flares Warn all your dogs (tell 'em we here) The Stat' (we don't bust our guns in the air) Never that, y'all don't come out til the coast is
hate it What matters to Matic Matics matter to Proof We only trying to grab it this loose shit And thats the truth The C.E.O's (hahaha) don't wanna see
and down and yo get excited (uh, yeah) Positive K, L.G. reunited (step up) Got a Phillie blunt, now don't ya dare light it (uh, c'mon) This is my rhyme
lookin for a four-course dish no matter what the cost is Like the world's lawless so we don't know what remorse is Cause the V need like a thousand horses
lean back I'm (Nickel) Nine, ladies say it with me now (Nickel) Nine, I am the king of the track Matter fact Nottz bring it back, GO! (M.I.C.) Watch me
up And you gonna have to meet us if you keep on fuckin' up But you don't want see them CMB blood knuckle up [Hook] We don't give a fizzuck my nigga we
secret Somebody told me yo' ass stink! Don't blame me! Hah, what, huh.. Ah, one two three four Huh, huh, yo Huh, yo yo yo yo yo yo (c'mere baby) Yo,
hard from the streets of life Where niggas get rewarded to grief for strikes Don't speak on the creep,mo' fools is listenin And war story glory ain't
