Luyện nghe bài hát I Don't Care

Turn it up,
Turn the up
It's feed baby
Awwwwwww, alright
All that, we got it
Yo, yo

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Feel good?
Come up in the ghetto the guns blast, kid
Carry heavy metal for these bastards
You ain't on my level, I'm a classic
Bitch, I'm a rebel, no need to ask if
Ridin' the devil till I'm in my casket
Stretch out your pussy like elastic
Man, a cool hundred thou', my just that thick
Wilin' in the party like "that's shit"
We file up in the party like crash shit
Rexdale, ???, crash
Now time I get a mic check, cash that shit
All these killas scrap, pack that's sick
Hit you in your head and make it snap quick
Nigga betta move 'em as I crack that
I'm like sunroof?
Nigga pass spliff

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We gon' and grind these streets tonight
the daylight breaks the dawn
And I don't about a mothafucka on the wall
Cuz we box 'em all
And I don't care if your momma at the door
Wit the strap "bitch come home"
Said I about a mothafuckin' thing tonight
We 'bout to do our fuckin' thing

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I said I'm comin' to the in my black hat, kid
See me in the streets on some back shit
Niggas want beef, they can have shit
We don't to speak...that's it
The Rex roll deep so we don't have
I wonder how you think you gon' last, kid
I box with the CN Tower, last lick
Clap shots if I see a coward playin' shit
Bang with the big boys, man shit
My slang make big noise, I grand shit
The say we so rough and romantic
How many you know can make a slow jam hit?
Shit, a proper
Smokin' on weed, but call it ???
Half cup of and a fifth of vodka
Comin' to the club in the

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The ladies and buckin'
And and groovin'
And makin' it happen like it's to
What ya do?
When we lockin' and poppin'
And shakin' and
Takin' it to the old school
What ya do?
We gonna a little liquor, yo
And a little dough
a little weed smoke
And sip a mo
'em how we roll, I told 'em
it for 'em
Shake shake, baby, it for 'em

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