Luyện nghe bài hát I Don't Care

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

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

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We gon' bump and grind these streets
Till the daylight the dawn
And I don't care a mothafucka on the wall
Cuz we box 'em all
And I don't if your momma standin' at the door
Wit the strap "bitch come home"
Said I don't about a mothafuckin' thing
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 back crack shit
Niggas want beef, they can have shit
We need to speak...that's it
The Rex roll deep so we have shit
I wonder how you think you gon' last, kid
I box with the CN Tower, playin' lick
Clap shots if I see a coward playin' that
Bang the big boys, grown man shit
My slang make big noise, I flow shit
The say we so rough and romantic
How many MC's you know can a slow jam hit?
Shit, a proper
on weed, but they 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 like it's supposed to
ya gon' do?
When we start lockin' and
And shakin' and
it back to the old school
What ya do?
We gonna drink a liquor, yo
And spend a 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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