Letra de I'm Not Just de C-Murder

(feat. Soulja Slim, T-Bo)

[Soulja Slim & C-Murder]
I don't give a f*ck
Don't even f*ck with me niggas better duck
niggas niggas you better duck what
I don't give a f*ck
Don't even f*ck with me you nigga better duck
Niggas we gettin buck

[Hook 2X]
I don't give a f*ck
Nigga whut
I'm bout it bout it
I just aint no good ass rapper

[Soulja Slim]
You don't wanna f*ck with me I'm murdered out
I'm dirty south quick to push pistals aoff in your mouth
I told you once what I was bout
Guess you ain't pay attention
You put your self in this positon
Beefin what's your intention
I ain't got time for that i done that in my younger days
So I'm lay low knock you off your feet with the drummer on the cage
I love the town that's blocka blocka
Blocka, blocka
Constently block block to blocka blocks
Don't f*ck with me bitch nigga
I'm gun smoke the ditch digga
Go getter since goes to show nigga
You know me
If i holla whoadie my soldiers coming with out question
Suited and booted
Face'l expression full of that flooishness

[Hook 4X: Soulja Slim & C-Murder]

[C-Murder]
Ya'll heard of me
I'm Callio and I don't give a lilly
From a perm bling bling
Ya'll had you lookin silly
I'm C-Murder plus I'm murdered out
I represent every nigga out the dirty south
I keeps it treal, work the mill
Plus twenty more and still they catch me
In the projects by the liquore store
Cuz I don't give a f*ck
If a nigga buck I buck back
Niggas pull they shit and cock they shit they already hit
Ain't that a bitch
I'm head bust on a slick door
Watch a nigga, pop a nigga, drop a nigga
I ain't forgot you nigga
I love it when you iced up
and bring the price up
Skee mask nigga, don't make me put this mic up

[Hook 4X: Soulja Slim & C-Murder]

[T-Bo]
I ain't giving a f*ck what you talking bout
I'm a represent the dirty South
'til my gold teeth fall out my f*ckin mouth
I'm bout it bout I just ain't no good ass rapper
Got everybody and they mama sayin, "That's that cracker"
Got damn right that's me rollin with Slim and C
Represent the BRC, the Magnolia and the C-P-3
I wish one of you clowns would write a rap about us
So I can buck your ass down and brawl in your tour bus
Screamin "I love hip-hop", you'll get your bitch popped
Your kids kidnapped, your car jacked, gimme your wrist watch
Better hope you don't see comming down your street
In a beat up Cutlass haulin ass
Windows down gun out ski-mask screamin FUCK

[Hook 4X: Soulja Slim & C-Murder]

C-Murder
What we don't give a f*ck
Ya heard me
TRU niggas