Luyện nghe bài hát I Don't Care - Jadakiss

Still happy to be here, y'know?
Funk Flex, 4, let's do it

Uh-huh, uhh..
Two thousand, what, what, yo
I be the K-I to the death and that's that
If niggaz nice, then that mean they half wack
Aqua blue Viper, whyn't you try to that
With bitches that'll snipe you where you buy your at
I give daps to niggaz I blast at
And y'all gon' me my ASCAP, or get your ass capped
I take the out, and hit you with the back of the gun
Then put it back in and shoot you in the if you run
Call me Jada, I love to the shit out a hater
Give my lawyer then give him another three later
you know it cost a hundred to beat it
And I lost plenty fights, but my gun is undefeated
Cause I'm tryin to be around like Boston Beans
Gave so samples out, that it's hard to shake fiends
Since a boy, I was taught to mind my neck
And a grown man, I was taught to sign my checks
And I don't drama, but if you do I'm killin your children
Go to any project in the world and in the buildin
Hit me later, I think not, I the glock
And drive around with no cause my seats is hot
Fuck buyin a Range, if I with my son I'm gettin high
or either my niggaz, at the firin range
While clown niggaz keep jokin, and get treated like ashes
I clip y'all off and smokin

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I care who you with, or who you get
Or you got, all of that'll get you shot
Everybody in the know Kiss is hot
in the world know Kiss is hot

Ay yo, I got a shit on my chest
and wanna put more on it; so I gotta put on my vest
You got grazed in the head so that mean you was
Seen my shades by your bed so mean I was fuckin
you was out frontin, I was in, nothin for nothin
All in ya honey, 'round countin ya money
Holdin ya stacks, in the loadin ya gats
Feedin ya curs, skeetin all over ya
before yo' ass come home I'm peelin the tar
And have the like, "Damn, Jay willied the car"
I'm God, cause y'all can't touch me or see me
But y'all know I'm there and y'all that y'all need me
New five wagon, with the old
And I'm an old G so I to old CD's
My rocks is so rippy, if you was arms in a party
you skip me
I'm like a nigga in waitin
so get me
But if the job done quickly and done swiftly
you catchin
Cross your face, then I you in the stomach
And make I go in your pockets after you vomit
If that ain't good enough, I'm a things up
Cause love me in the hood, I'm like the ice cream truck
Nigga, this is to the public
When you hear the Jadakiss nigga, ain't nothin above it
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