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

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

I went to the bank to cash my
I get more respect from the muthaf**kin man
The Grammy's and the American music shows pimp us like
They got dough but hate us though
You better keep your mind on the real

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

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

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

Walked in the store everybody staring at
act like they never seen a muthaf**ker wearing black
Following a and s**t
this a bi**h
All I wanted was some
I wanna take my business where
But
who in the hell cares
About a black man a black need
They wanna jack me like kind of crack fiend
I wonder if that my income is more than
His pension, salary and some
Your daughter is my one fan
And trife a*s wife wants a life with a black man
So who's the mac in fact who's the black
Sit and get fat off the fat cat
he thinks that he's getting over
I bust a move as smooth as
And count another quick
I'm paid for my traid but its still real
And if you look between the you'll find a rhyme
AS strong as a nine
stacked up ni**as wanna act up
Let's put the gats up and throw your up
But the cops getting dropped by the gun
Usta come but he's done, now we run the
To my stay strong keep yah heads up
They we fed up
But we they just give a f**k

They just give a f**k
I gotta give my offs
f**k you to the San FranCisco police
f**k you to the Marin County Sheriff
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 mutha f**kas
And yah
Y'all
Punk gay sensitive little d**k
2paclypse mutha know
can kiss my a*s and suck my d**k
And my uncle balls
Y'all
Punks, punks, punks, punks,