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

I don't give a
done push me to the limit the more I live
I might blow up any minute, did it
Now I'm in the of the paddy wagon
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 another day in the G
step lightly 'cause cops tried to snippe me
The catch, they don't wanna at the brother man
But then they'll have an accident and up another man

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

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

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

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

Walked in the store what's everybody at
They act like they seen a muthaf**ker wearing black
Following a and s**t
Ain't a bi**h
All I wanted was some
I wanna take my business else
But
Cause who in the cares
a black man with a black need
They jack me like some kind of crack fiend
I wonder if knows that my income is than
His pension, and then some
Your is my number one fan
And your a*s wife wants a life with a black man
So the mac in fact who's the black jack
Sit and get fat off the fat cat
while he thinks that getting over
I a move as smooth as casanova
And count quick meal
I'm paid for my traid but its still real
And if you look between the lines you'll a rhyme
AS strong as a f**kin'
Mail stacked up wanna act up
Let's put the gats up and your backs up
But the cops getting by the gun shot
Usta come but done, now we run the block
To my brothers strong keep yah heads up
know we fed up
But we they just don't give a

They just don't a f**k
I gotta my f**k offs
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
you to the AmeriKKKa
f**k you to all you redneck prejudice mutha
And yah
f**k
Punk gay little d**k bastards
2paclypse mutha f**kin'
Y'all can kiss my a*s and my d**k
And my Tommy's balls
f**k
Punks, punks, punks, punks,