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

I give a f**k
They done push me to the limit the more I
I might blow up any minute, did it
Now I'm in the back of the paddy
While this cops bragging about the he's jackin
I see no
All I see is ni**as fast
The of a gun blast
Then the hurst past
another 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 have an accident and pick up man

I went to the to cash my cheque
I get more respect the muthaf**kin dope man
The and the American music shows pimp us like hoes
They got dough but hate us though
You keep your mind on the real s**t

And f**k to get with these crooked a*s hypocrites
They way they see it, we was 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 like this
And now they to send me off to Kuwait
a break
How s**t can a ni**a take
I ain't goin' no how
What you wanna down
Better bring guns pal
this is the day we make 'em pay
f**k bailin' hate I bail and with my A-K
And even if they me down
be another ni**a bigger
from the mutha-f**kin'

So step but you better quick
the clocks goin' tick and I'm sick of the bulls**t
You're watching the makings of a
The truth didn't
Before the and aftermath
Who's that behind the
do yah figure!?
A mutha-f**kin night
to buck and rip s**t up
I had enough and I don't a f**k

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

Walked in the store everybody staring at
They act like they never seen a muthaf**ker wearing
Following a ni**a and
Ain't this a
All I was some chips
I wanna my business else where
But
who in the hell cares
About a black man with a black
They wanna jack me like some kind of crack
I wonder if knows that my income is more
His pension, and then some
Your is my number one fan
And your trife a*s wants a life 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 that he's getting
I bust a move as as casanova
And another quick meal
I'm getting paid for my but its still real
And if you look the lines you'll find a rhyme
AS as a f**kin' nine
Mail up ni**as wanna act up
Let's put the gats up and throw backs up
But the cops getting dropped by the gun
Usta but he's done, now we run the block
To my brothers stay strong yah heads up
know we fed up
But we they don't give a f**k

They just don't give a
I gotta give my f**k
f**k you to the San FranCisco police
f**k you to the Marin County 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 prejudice mutha f**kas
And yah
f**k
Punk gay sensitive little d**k
2paclypse mutha know
Y'all can my a*s and suck my d**k
And my uncle balls
Y'all
Punks, punks, punks, punks,