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 back of the wagon
While this cops bragging the ni**a he's jackin
I see no
All I see is ni**as fast
The of a gun blast
watch the hurst past
Just another day in the G
Gotta lightly 'cause cops tried to snippe me
The catch, they don't wanna at the brother man
But then have an accident and pick up another man

I went to the bank to my cheque
I get more respect the muthaf**kin dope man
The Grammy's and the American music shows pimp us like
got dough but they hate us though
You better keep mind on the real s**t

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

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

ni**as!, isn't just the
also a gang of dressed in blue slacks
They say hang in packs and their attitude is s**tty
me, who's the biggest gang of ni**as in the city
They say ni**as to do ni**as
Throw me in the cuffs with 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 bash his head in him at the dead in
And that's his luck
Cause a like me
don't really a f**k

Walked in the store everybody staring at
They act like they never seen a muthaf**ker wearing
a ni**a and s**t
Ain't this a
All I wanted was chips
I wanna take my business else
But
who in the hell cares
About a black man a black need
They wanna me like some kind of crack fiend
I wonder if knows my income is more than
His pension, salary and some
Your is my number one fan
And your trife a*s wife wants a life with a man
So who's the mac in fact the black jack
Sit and get fat off the fat cat
while he thinks that he's getting
I bust a as smooth as casanova
And another quick meal
I'm getting for my traid 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
put the gats up and throw your backs up
But the cops getting by the gun shot
come but he's done, now we run the block
To my brothers strong keep yah heads up
They we fed up
But we just don't give a f**k

just don't give a f**k
I gotta give my f**k
you to the San FranCisco 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
f**k you to the
you to all you redneck prejudice mutha f**kas
And yah
f**k
gay sensitive little d**k bastards
2paclypse mutha f**kin'
Y'all can kiss my a*s and suck my
And my uncle Tommy's
Y'all
Punks, punks, punks, punks,