Luyện nghe bài hát I Don't Give A F**k

I give a f**k
They push me to the limit the more I live
I blow up any minute, did it again
Now I'm in the back of the paddy
While this bragging about the ni**a he's jackin
I see no
All I see is ni**as fast
The of a gun blast
Then watch the past
Just day in the life G
Gotta step 'cause cops tried to snippe me
The catch, don't wanna stop at the brother man
But then they'll an accident and pick up another man

I went to the bank to cash my
I get more respect from the dope man
The Grammy's and the American music shows us like hoes
They got but they hate us though
You better your mind on the real s**t

And f**k trying to get with these a*s hypocrites
way they see it, we was meant to be keep down
Just can't understand why we getting now
Mama told me they're be days this
But I'm pissed cause it stays like
And now they trying to send me off to
Gimme a
How much can a ni**a take
I ain't nowhere no how
you wanna throw down
Better your guns pal
'cause is the day we make 'em pay
f**k hate I bail and spray with my A-K
And even if they me down
There'll be another bigger
the mutha-f**kin' underground

So step but you step quick
Cause the goin' tick and I'm sick of the bulls**t
watching the makings of a physco-path
The truth last
the wrath and aftermath
Who's that behind the
do yah figure!?
A mutha-f**kin night
Ready to and rip s**t up
I had enough and I don't give a

ni**as!, isn't the blacks
a gang of mutha-f**kas dressed in blue slacks
They say ni**as hang in and their attitude is s**tty
Tell me, who's the gang of ni**as in the city
say ni**as like to do ni**as
Throw me in the cuffs just two ni**as
A street walkin' ni**a and a beat walkin' ni**a with a
I had to shoot yah and the pa*s for the blast take his
And bash his in dump him at the dead in
And just his luck
Cause a ni**a me
don't really give a

Walked in the store what's staring at
They act like they never seen a muthaf**ker black
Following a and s**t
Ain't a bi**h
All I wanted was chips
I wanna take my business else
But
Cause who in the cares
About a man with a black need
They wanna jack me like some of crack fiend
I wonder if knows my income is more than
His pension, and then some
daughter is my number one fan
And your trife a*s wife wants a with a black man
So who's the mac in who's the black jack
Sit and get fat off the fat cat
while he thinks he's getting over
I bust a as smooth as casanova
And count quick meal
I'm getting paid for my but its still real
And if you look between the lines you'll a rhyme
AS strong as a nine
Mail stacked up ni**as act up
Let's put the gats up and your backs up
But the cops getting dropped by the gun
Usta come but he's done, now we run the
To my brothers stay keep yah heads up
know we fed up
But we they just don't a f**k

just don't give a f**k
I give my f**k offs
f**k you to the San police department
f**k you to the Marin Sheriff department
you to the F.B.I
you to the C.I.A
f**k you to the
you to the AmeriKKKa
f**k you to all you redneck prejudice f**kas
And yah
f**k
gay sensitive little d**k bastards
2paclypse mutha know
Y'all can kiss my a*s and suck my
And my uncle Tommy's
Y'all
Punks, punks, punks, punks,